This old world! Every third of persons
Is angry due to some killing tensions
Self-made, self-bought, and self-imposed worries;
My imagination creates fancy fairies
No worry, guess my intentions!
A wonderful limerick. The last two lines could tame an Angry World. Great imagination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice to see a Limerick not used for leg-pulling but for conveying a sold thought.