The children,
Belong to the unknown
They wait, together
Because there`s nowhere to go
They can`t move
Only in their dreams
Too scared to cross the line
They wander solely, side by side
A metal noise and other horrid sounds:
Scraping, ripping
And whispering voices
They hear, all around, and occasionally
Bright lights shine in darkened zones,
Oppressed minds but stronger souls
Hide away in the shadows
Oh how they miss their home
But then silence falls
And they realize they are not alone
The tears sting more than skinned knees
And hurt more than broken bones
Struggling,
They get up from the dirt
And the ground who held the brothers
Suddenly begins to stirr
And everywhere they go
They know they`re being watched
The girl asks the boy
If this will ever stop
Granted, Words of comfort or an embrace
Don`t matter, there is no such thing as time
People are waiting on the other side
He reaches for her hand, but he can`t
The path is clouded,
Their vision is blurry
A sign they should probably hurry
And fight
So they tear the fog apart
And pierce through the night
And at the end, only one awakes...
Surrounded by sheets of white
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem