Books photographs and letters 
trash in many tatters 
dirty clothes on the floor 
No more by my door 
Vanished before my eyes 
into many huge boxes 
A sad tear falls 
Nothing upon my walls 
New place to call home 
All there are very welcome 
Although it is not the same 
No one can be to blame 
Many go through this situation 
Not alone in Life's confrontation                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    