In search of peace I took a stride
On the pavement of the road wide
A ‘screech’, ‘bang’, and screams horrified
“An accident”, ahead, someone had died.
I could not move one, I turned away
Entered a park, I found on way
It was in ruins, and kids didn’t play
Littered, messed and unruly…I didn’t stay.
Passed beneath a towering arch
Hemmed with lovely flowers of March
A city fit for some monarch
Riches ruled and love was parch
Further ahead a slum I saw
The stench, made me withdraw
Dark faces, smiles without flaw
Hopeless lives, in huts of straw.
Sulked and shaken I stopped
Amidst chaos for peace I hoped
In darkness for light I groped
Here my search, I dropped.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem