Last Dream Poem by ion untaru

The door was opened
and white lambs came
to welcome him,
the sentenced to death
at the edge of eternal green plains

Hoar flowers
surreal bright
on the barbed wire;
Window, thick wall,
sight towards the other world

And he understood that
this morning they will come
to release him!

And suddenly hears steps,
steps comming up

And the door opened last time
but not to release him...

(translated from romanian)