war is coming
the drums are rolling
human endeavours come to nothing
nukes do a dance of the forests
the plague is coming
a stampede is approaching
can you hear the talking drumming?
stand up and beat your chests
our end is coming
the horses are neighing
time is no more for reminiscing
who can run the farthest?
war is coming
the gods are sleeping
can you hear creation sounding?
is this merely a test?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem