Upheaval can take millions of years to start,
Then mountains pile up and tear sea beds apart,
And when land crashes into land,
Things disappear in the sand.
The history of the world, written in rock,
Reveals results of the after shock,
Years of cracks show the sign,
Things change one Earthquake at a time.
The value of life devoid of the crap,
Becomes acute on a rearranged map,
And the depths of the earth reach the depths of the mind,
One Earthquake at a time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
displacement leads to rearrangement, estrangement- one earthquake at a time indeed, nice one Richard