Best of the worlds,
Be a place for the delicate ending,
Make an effort to water the eyes,
Those eyes stay on earth,
They stare disappointed and distant,
Like flowers of taste that entrances
The soul with silence.
Best of the worlds,
Be a paint for the sky and wall,
Bright colour causes a sacred
Place to shake and reunite
Brothers and sisters,
Some of the chieftains dislike,
Many entail the justice of a night.
Best of the worlds,
At night the peace is proclaimed,
The nights of science share a road
With the training of truth
Into the hearts of mankind,
So that both of our weapons
Can burst and enlighten.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To water the eyes with the works of peace than war! Nice work.