As I enter the unforgiving gates,
the valley opens wide for me to see
There are millions of people just standing around,
whispering what they wish they'd done
whispering what they want
all i want is the whispering to stop! !
I can't hear they are getting louder and louder.
They faces are all changing to mine
the voices are all changing to mine
I want out!
I want to go home!
I want to see my friends!
But the gates are unforgiving and shall never open for me agian.
Great Writing....I like the title too. Great job Keep it up
Where we go from here, and what we will be shown, is the true meaning of life it self, nice work my dear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
short but quite intense...you are a fine writer...thank you again Sarah ~^..^