time is unpredictable
even when we try
we can never really
see it even if we cry
we cant know when
something will happen
untill its done
and the battle is won
then, back under the sun
where others cry of laugh
or smiles fade away
and when we try to
talk to them
we dont know what to say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem