Never will it wait until tomorrow
Nothing may escape
A ring of fire where nothing burns
Becomes a written fate
Awake to what is always counted
In memory shall fade away
Like a whisper always silent
Returns in life when children play
How cruel to befall with loving kindness
As when there is nothing left to say
So many years spent to breach the harshness
Becomes known in our last day
Now remains an open doorway
May they speak so ever kind
Here is where the darkness over takes
In memory of our time
(06/24/2018)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem