in the moon
i buried my comrades
coming to earth
to see a love revolution
arise in me
but yet...
i spent a thousand years
of solitude
meeting no one to cry
no one to smile
no one to love
just the memory...
between me and myself
all those years...
i still comfort my country
i can nail memories
out of time
ahmed khaled
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-astronaut-2/
