Devastation strikes
what can you do?
what could you do?
you can't see it coming
you don't see it happening
someone suffering inner horror
they smile
they shield the truth from you
not breathing a word
not breathing a sound
now.....
not breathing at all
you don't know how
or why
you know nothing
bow they are only a memory
but one i will not forget
Rest In Piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem