Birds have no country,
Fishes, no;
Rivers do not count Army or border.
Showing thumbs to all the raising guns
And the mighty kings,
Rivers run tearing all barbed wires of the border.
O Men, where have you got the border
And the border-guards?
The question of border is still going on through centuries and it is a nice poem.
Yes, there lies the question - while all others can move freely, abundantly - why not human? It's our own mean minds' creation to fulfill some cheap egos..... well narrated. You read my ONE WORLD WITH ONE RACE.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Birds have no country, Fishes no country. Rivers count no Army, no Border. Well done, one day love peace and smiles are to thrive but only if we learn to crash the borders of our hearts beforehand.