day that never was to be
day that never was to be
what does it mean?
do we believe?
do we see, what they see?
do we feel what they feel?
expecting
thee unexpected
is it just an imagination?
is it a dream?
cant be. can it
we & they dream
of what we cant have
is this a nightmare?
that i cant shake off
is it happening?
is it over?
is it the begining?
i imagine
i have dreams
i have nightmares
is this just an illusion?
are these the corners of the world?
crying for us to unite
in there hour of need
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem