In a busy world
There's no relaxation
Working, paying bils, and taxation
In this busy world
There's so much war
But how can you fight for a country
Thats already free?
Who's really winning this victory?
Know your king.
So many stangers
So many dangers
Cant it just go back to being simple
What has the world turned into?
Why cant we live in a world
Where there is no war
There's just people worth fighting for..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
where there is no war. I want to stay there. My desire. Thanks Cleo Blue.