THIS Is the old house
that negligence burned
you must remember two bodies
still at arms with each other
less the scream for help
where no help is available
less the struggle to escape
where no exit is found
they huddled upon themselves
as smoke choked them as fire finally consumed them
this is the place where beams fell down
charred and ashed
soon the grass will cover all these
the scream becomes part of the song of the winds
another one shall come and take this
place anew
to grow dreams again
no one wants to remember
what was it all about
shall one forever keep the truth?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem