The chain of command,
Comes straight from the blue,
Over the rainbow,
In the form of a coo,
Softly it floats,
Deceitfully so,
For a cool cloud of mist,
Means a shower below,
For words that are uttered,
So softly fantastic,
Can morph to a mutter,
Falling hard and sarcastic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem