Black as coal they fell to their knees
For no one could hear their pleas
They wheezed and wheezed until no more
For the air they breathed was poor.
A fine start with a nice poem, Magdalena. You may like to read my poem, Love and. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Greetings Magdalena, I am so happy to see this beautiful piece of literature on the internet, more grease to your eldbow, I hope to read more of your works