Let the clouds pass over our heads,
Spectators of the living dead,
As they watch us plunge into the soil,
Our graves untouched by time, unspoiled,
Life faded from my broken soul,
When cruel fate takes control,
Away and away from me, into eternity,
To a place my heart had fail to see...
Now let the clouds pass over our heads,
Hating the tears they have to shed,
And rain came again in our hour of need,
Sorrows and love are our wounded feet,
Who can save you? Who can hear me?
When their minds are deaf in serenity,
Away and away from us, into a memory,
Distant and faded, a lost imagery...
Mimi Fakhira
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fade-away-30/
