After the wars will there be a world of peace,
And after the muse that muses will there be love around us;
For i need your, love and your peace to carry me on.
How can you carry me on so long and then suddenly disappear? !
Oh my dear one, what really went wrong?
To see a world without war,
To see a world without hate,
And to use the opportunities when they do come your way;
Oh, i can't even see your shadow around me any longer.
15th December,
Of your love so sweet and gone too soon in the thin air;
But, he who have wings should fly me up high to find my lover,
For hatred is the key to many deaths around us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i concur sir. nothing kills faster than hatred. just only if the world would heed. thanks Raymond Anyanwu