In the 1970s I read the Desirata
And we all thought this was what we were after
To go placidly amid the noise and the haste
And to know what peace there is in silence and not waste
The time we have in this life on this world as it is
But now we have wasted our opportunity for bliss
I never ceases to amaze me that we can always find
A reason to make war and for others to each other not be kind.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem