Tragedy strikes
Like a drought
It seems like there’s
Never gonna be an out
Wondering why
God let it be
Wondering if you’ll ever understand
Or ever see
What the hidden lessons are
That you needed
And the signs
That weren’t heeded
When will it be over
Will it ever be done
Or will the tragedy have won?
For the Maxwell family
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem