Windy skies brings wonders to my eyes.
And the burning sun gives me a twinkle I'm the one.
To bring a new vision.
To this world which we envision.
To be perfect not concealing.
The hate which we are feeling.
And always are defeating.
The monsters that we created.
But never able to face it.
That we are the ones to blame it on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem