I found myself questioning the walls
Where all the laughs disappeared too?
Where all the good priceless moments?
Who robbed us our peace and love? For all
I ever saw was tears after tears and and an
avalanche of hurtful words out of your mouth
But you were warned, out of the pain at least
I manage to warn you, yea I did
Now the flowers are gone, gone for good
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is life. I can relate.