how can this
civilized society
understand
that with our skin
we have
dressed our soul
that much
already?
that with our bones
and muscles
we have become
equipped with the
best weapons for
our protection?
that with our hands and
feet we can already live
in peace
it is the soul
and the heart and
the mind
books have become
surplussed
money the invention
of our greed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem