How can fighting relieve the world of mistakes that will not last?
And how can killing relieve the world of mistakes deep in the past?
Iff man was made to be used in opinion and upon an evil deed,
then how can feelings of those who argue, kill! simply for greed?
You know what hurts and you know what causes strain,
is the fact that its over with lives that dont remain,
the fact that blood is spilt throughout pain,
and too be used by a man who forever will stain.
I would cry to the world... iff only they would understand,
that power is not obained by feeling, but simply by command,
a leader that notices that wishes, can only be made...
not by opinion and self centered destruction,
but the way you make life and the way you save.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very powerful... good job