Explosions reported
Actions targeted
We all gathered
To review life.
Where is life?
Nobody is ready to answer
And we left
The place of explosions.
They continue to go unsolved for I don't think it is possible for all humans to agree on anything. A disgruntled population shouldn't be justification. But somehow it is. A forced impoverished existence on some. While other rest in there beach front homes completely oblivious to anyone. This is the world, we are not all created equal in any political image.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The place of explosions... nice one....10 a place with confusion for life and for security