you went so early
as you left someone who loves you dearly
since you understood him clearly
even though his name spreads quickly
if you were alive
he would be happy and would he survive
now his name is everywhere in negative
he shades tears dreaming positive
he hopes it would come true
since for everything there is a way through
as God and your instict gives him a clue
guide him proper but dont stick him with glue
he knows no one likes him at all
as he knows he is worthless even at nightfall
since he has never received a dad phone call
nor an advice which is good and round like a ball
he has desire to follow
as now his tears have made a lake which is shallow
he is not frighten not even a feeling of horrow
as he is a thing for people to borrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem