time is stolen
the soldiers
they march
across vast distances
each a purpose
mine was lost
in the Sahara
when i was a whole
time is stolen
like the lives that are lost
religion, creed
beliefs, -isms
yes lost in the sea
the pale blue sea
taken for a purpose
or so they say
taken without a say in the matter
taken from
the ones that need them
like they were from me
one by one
two by two
the tears fall
for all
that is lost to the wind
like the sands of time............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem