Life by accident
is life in time.
Life this way
is chosen... prime.
Many explosions
day by day
will populate
and keep at bay...
an empty world
laid low by war.
The nations' millions
destroyed. What for?
Death by purpose?
It's out of line.
Take care of the children.
They're yours and mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! I like. Read mine - Time for Another - Adeline