Nice people of past
Where is he?
In grave and buried under tree
No one remembers
Only history has some readers
Yes, you witnessed great upheaval
And that was real
With fear at heart
You departed
God only knows about ordeal
That you might have felt
With chaos and breakdown of anarchy
You were on your way out already
Look back as horrified tales
But you were safe and well
The rest of story might go as struggle
You could establish among nice people
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Look back as horrified tales But you were safe and well The rest of story might go as struggle You could establish among nice people