i wake up, screaming
cold sweat
dripping down my forehead
a memory
flashes in front of me
all those names
lined up in rows
all those families
most people dont even know
why am i the one
still here, alive
why?
why?
why couldnt i have died?
all those names
they leave me feeling weak
like everything around me
is crashing down
i just want to lay here and weep
weep for the lives lost
weep for the sacrifice
not only the sacrifice
of their own life
but of their families lives also.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem