Remembering heroes from the past, loved ones who cared
and loved us more than anyone else on this earth, our
memories being driven from within intellectual minds.
Tossing us onto the flotsam of sadness, then drowning
beneath it all, nothing left to be held onto as life
fades away into the distance without our loved ones.
Lasting anger, never dissipating, as moments come and
go in and out of the years
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem