Επιστροφή Αγνοουμένου - The missing person's shroud.

 My Greek Poems! English version below.

Βίντεο: Κηδεία Αγνοουμένου

Επιστροφή Αγνοουμένου

Χρόνια σε περίμενα να ρθείς,

δεν έπαψα στιγμή να σε προσμένω.

Μονολογούσα, και όλο ρωτούσα,

γιατί εσένα;

κακό εσύ δεν έκανες κανένα.

 

Ήσουνα φίλος, και όχι εχθρός.

Όλους τους αγαπούσες.

Εμάς, αυτούς, μα και εκείνους…

Ποιανού το μίσος πλήρωνες;

Ποιανού τις αμαρτίες;

 

Χρόνια σε περίμενα να ρθείς,

μα σε φέρανε.

Λείψανο ζωής γεγυμνωμένο

μαζί του παίρνει το όνειρο

μαζί και την ελπίδα…

 

Μα εσύ για εμάς δεν πέθανες,

Θα ζεις μες τις καρδιές μας.

                                   ΚΒΓ

 

The Relic of Return

The missing person's shroud.

 

I have held vigil through the long years,

A constant, aching tide of your return.

Always the haunting echo in the void:

"Why you? Why you?"

 

You wore no armor against the world,

A friend to all, a stranger to the blade.

You cast your light on us, on them,

But also those...

Whose cruel ledger was your life meant to pay?

Whose shadows claimed this unforgivable sin?

 

The calendar bled into endless expectation,

Until the day they brought you back.

A relic, cold and hollowed of its soul,

Washing ashore to drown the ancient dream,

To turn the final light of hope to ash...

 

Yet, for us, you are not dust.

You breathe, a quiet fire, within the heart's fierce chamber.

                                                                                     KVJ

 

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