Had, hard!
In the question of life and death;
But, the language of love is stronger than death itself.
Mired!
Hocked,
With the laws;
And, with the mark of the beast,
But, love does rule all things.
Had, hard!
The society is being manipulated;
However, viable in the long run is the truth,
For, the truth is bitter to the fool.
The language of love!
Of a stupendous subject to deal with;
However, crises awaits the whole world because of hatred.
Cries, crises!
Why this war?
Why the hatred?
Why kill one another?
When, love can solve all things.
Wickedness!
Have you ever seen the blood of a dead person before?
It putrefies and coagulates into ajelly mass;
So, why hate each other?
The language of love,
use the power of love to solve all things;
With humility and honesty,
In the land of the living where the truth is the key.
A nicely descriptive poem with well meaning intent. Unfortunately I don't think this world you and I yearn for will evolve within our lifetimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And I also just noticed we share the same birthday! Must be why our minds travel the same pathways! ! ! !