The Sun. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

The sun
I would cross a thousand oceans, miles and miles of valleys of fire just to find the key to open the answers of my questions.
I would try until the end to find the reason why you life end up in such a horrible fate, something’s I would never understand, why they done this to you, if you haven’t done nothing wrong to them?
I would walk until my footprints fade away on time and I would never going to stop, because I know beyond the sun will be my destiny to find you.