For everything there has to come a last.
A last minute last hour last second.
A last day month or year.
Every thing has a last.
A last hug and a last kiss goodbye.
A last breath I will draw.
I Swallowed the last pill.
It was a last attempt.
To end my life.
It is the pain of the last.
I have cuased grief of last.
I came to my last day.
My last hour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i wish you were not blind and open up your swollen eyes so you can see all the beauty and magic that we share in this world and thank God for the air that you breathe As life becomes more unbearable Think upon 'Me' as you read this simple but beautiful and unforgetable parable... Love is the foundation of life, in which we all depend on Without it, our spirits wither away and die Like a flower trying to grow without the sun As our world powers continues to fight each other dropping bombs upon our brothers and sisters filled with terror and bewilderment i dont want you to ever forget That I love you so much And I hope you all leave this world smiling like children Let my love and peace swell your hearts Forever and Ever 'Amen'