it cannot be explained
no two of us walk the same path
for each of us our pain is paramount
because we own it
we hear people say
oh I know there are so many
who are much worse off than me
and so I must explain to them
how would anyone suppose
that I could somehow find relief
that I might take solace
in another soul's misery
in a cruel and violent world
I am grateful for my peace
for my safety and serenity
gratitude does not salvage despair
yes I am safe from war and terror
I am alive to see another day
yet silence screams into my brain
like a patient ticking clock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Happenings everyday we do not pay much attention as we should! Nicely depicted.