You call me a dreamer, I do not object
My noble dream I'll never forget
Make all enemies bury the hatchet
Before all people will have to regret
Not finding peace in any life facet
Nor seeing a smile on any human face
Whatever the problem, it won't forever last
Man will find it trivial when it becomes a past
Selfishness leads nowhere but to misery
In a world suffering from want and scarcity
In human rights and appreciation of diversity
Generosity and tolerance are a mere fake
If you give, forgive and expect to take.
Unchain your heart, set your soul free
To be able to cherish and save humanity
Plant a tree which fruit you won't see
Be as magnanimous as a knight in a tale
Add more colors to a world that looks pale
A peacock looks nicer when it spreads its tail
With altruism and tolerance peace will prevail.
Houda Boukassoula
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine and lofty poem elegantly brought for in verse with rhythmic splendour. A poignant reflection crafted with artistic brilliance. Thanks for sharing, Houda. Remain enriched.
Dear poet Chinedu Dike I am so grateful for your generous and insightful comment