Instead of a tablet or any laptop I'm going to write all I know including My memories on a bar of ice because If it remains iced, then everyone can Easily read what he likes or what she likes, but If it melts (by a blackout) , then no one will be Able to know anything about me or about my memories, I can easily say that we can apply this to our world And on anyone or on anything we need to know about, Writing on ice is pretty, but it's not everlasting, The ice is melting in the arctic simply because the Ice is not satisfied and happy with what we do to our World directly or indirectly anytime and anywhere, so We're extremely unhappy and we're extremely frustrated By what we do and by what's going on around us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow..This was a very profound poem. Good job! :)