wander through the barrenous land
see the thirst quenching cracks upon the land
smell the that smell of fresh blood in the air
touch the rusted anciant trees
see the redness upon the many planes of the land
barely any sign of life in sight
just endless signs of death
is this really what u want?
in this life
or wonderous pastures throughout the world?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem