You saw it
all. You saw
too much, I think.
You gave us what you
Saw.
We saw too much,
Too deep.
How was it?
Was it bad?
To see the unbelievable,
Could you believe it?
This history you inhabit,
this movie runs forever.
You saw it
all. You saw
too much, I think.
You gave us what you
Saw.
We saw too much,
Too deep.
How was it?
Was it bad?
To see the unbelievable,
Could you believe it?
This history you inhabit
as the film
runs forever.
“There was an echo which gave me a sound all over...
that's about all, I'm just sick...”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. A good poem, Garry. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks