Inside this rickety rib cage
Hanging the precious fragile heart
and the warmth of the furnace
Either Farenheit or Centigrade
That doesn't make any difference
and through the weak human veins
Carries the innocent red blood?
The kind & smart politicians
Speak all the languages of the World fluently
except the needy?
They make unnecessary rage battlefields
for shedding the innocent red blood?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved it, such a long time not read yours....i agree it just another way to talk same thing, but it also could be a tricky and lead to misunderstanding because of the words play especially to the ones who less familiar.....but the better language is using sense of feeling so we know what the real meaning is...being smart is not mean we must know many languages but we know how to use the knowledge better_Unwritten Soul