So many lives
Lost
A year of remembrance
Sorrow
Rivers of tears
All around I witness
the truth of it all
We were born to die
The control not in our hands
We can only live
Live a life of truth
Whatever that may be
Tomorrow is not guaranteed
We are small
insignificant beings
Dust particles in a vast and endless Universe
Like a grain of sand on the bed of an endless sea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem