Lost amidst the garish chaos of manic days;
Lost within Modernity's labyrinthine ways;
Lost like a traveller in a bone dry desert;
Lost in a world that constantly seeks to divert
Attention from the original source of things;
Lost amidst cold, absurd machinery that brings
Us to our knees. Lost in shadow kingdoms wherein
The immaculate Light of hope is blurred and dimmed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written and well imagined Dominic and I must admit there's a little echo or two of Edgar Allan Poe woven in for good measure. A lost lament for one and all to ponder and reflect on. A full score and added to my favourites and well put, well conveyed.