Upon the mound the town bells ring
Where silence breaks upon the wing
Once lost in time the choir sang
Explosions without joyous bang
A place for those to hail the king
We were once heard; by those who bring
Some peace upon this precious thing
Long gone those days of locals twang
Upon the mound
Solitude a momentous fling
If ye shall utter, thou shall sting
Dont break this one almighty clang
For justice will let you all hang
Upon the mound
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lisa, the beautiful rhythm and rhyme had me trying to think of a tune that could be put with this poem. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David