The child was born into a land
At the wrong time and the wrong place.
The child too young to understand
The evil in the human race.
The senseless mad powers that be
Inflicting pain on powerless.
The child does flee with family
Seeking some sanctuaryness.
A crowded boat in waters strange,
The child does fall into the deep.
The child's ill fate will never change.
There are no promises to keep.
The child does wash upon the shore.
The life is gone forevermore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem