On a beautiful morrow
On the too far away tomorrow
Where there will only be peace with no sorrow
Where you wouldn't have to fight violence and
Resist the fascists anymore,
Where you wouldn't have to tell people to spread love anymore,
Do you know what i will be doing?
I will tell you now
For i know you will not live that long
I think i will be...i think.......
I am not thinking anything..not really
I will just be sitting somewhere doing nothing
Just like now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem