I see the pale horse coming my way
It passes one person each day
It takes each mans life
and somedays his unhealthy wife
The children cry at night
hoping the Germans dont take their life
Their religion is wrong
so their days turned long
They have no strength to fight
so they pray with all their might
they havent had food in weeks
and still they seek that mountain peak
They seek a life away from barbed wire
and fear the devastating fire
I look at the ashes amoung the ground
and i fear what my daughter has found
They picked people that were illiterate
so the Germans could be inconsiderate
they yelled and they cursed
all because two women gave birth
I see the pale horse coming my way
it passes one person each day
It took my husbands life
and now, i am his unhealthy wife
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one cree; I like it