The Sled of Death

My tears are running
Like a stream in the river.
Once more the sled of
Death launched me
Back in life and yelled:
Don’t blame me:
If the destiny has
trampled you
down.
© Yelling Rosa
27/5 -19

In English, the story is the same as in a Finnish version but I express it more abruptly, almost in a rude way. Luckily,  I didn’t start to explain this verse though I didn’t immediately get its logic. Next day it was clear to me. Death is angry because it has been exploited.  A human didn’t endure life. Of course, this is only my view. You might invent something else.

Kuoleman vaunut

Minun kyyneleeni juoksevat
kuin hengästynyt virta joessa.
Vielä kaatui kuoleman kelkka
mutkassa ja minut sinkosi
tykinkuulana taivaalle.
Perääni hihkaista ehti:
”Jos on elämä sinua
potkinut minua
älä syytä.”
© Yelling Rosa
27/5 –19

Finnish	English
Minun kyyneleeni	My tears
juoksevat	are running
kuin	like
hengästynyt virta	a winded stream
joessa.	in the river.
Vielä	One more time
kaatui	fell down/did fall down
kuoleman kelkka/vaunut	the carriage of death/death coach
mutkassa	in the curve/corner
ja minut sinkosi	and launched me
tykinkuulana	like I were a cannonball
taivaalle.	in the sky/into the clouds
Perääni hihkaista ehti:	Still it (death) has time to yell:
Jos on elämä sinua	If life has
päähän potkinut	kicked you to head => to kick to head (saying) = to treat cruelly
älä minua syytä.	don’t blame me.

This poem recited in Finnish by me

You can read this verse in Interlingua here.

PS Please read my new poem in English, Russian and Finnish here.