Never knew it would die
Never thought it was goodbye
Didn't see it wither
My mind was closed
Grief and stress
Had clouded it
But hindsight is strange
Brings light to the darkness
Of the past
Can see now the lack of care
Like slow motion
Choking for air
Why can't we see
What we are killing today
Only time reveals
Our foolishness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
question 5th line quite or do you mean quiet?