the flash of light across the sky
we watch and stare as time goes by
in the coal black night
the white scar of the light.
shines through the dark
the lightning leaves its mark
once the sun come bright
into the sky you see the damage in the light
the trees have fallen from the crash
of colour and the colours back lash
but as always lifwe goes on and all of the damage is gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem