A fork far from all understanding
A fork far from all understanding
Like a blossom-white cloud on the horizon that nobody notices...
... That's how many people live their time.
Like a firm branch at the tree nobody notices...
... That's how many people live their dreams.
Like a grain of sand in the desert that nobody perceives...
... So many people live their end.
(written by KiBLS)
Author: KiBLS | Written: ~2007 | Published: 13.03.2019 | German original | License: CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 | e-Book: Poems of the new time
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world