I have come to the conclusion,
That we live in deep delusion,
About all that we're about,
What is good and what is bad?
What is true and what is sad?
What is man, forever mad?
Nothing known, and nothing fixed,
Makes the World a 'dangerous mix'
Very Good. This is a fine poem. You have really good imagery and it is easily read and understood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your conclusion about our 'deep delusion' may be true for some, but your inference that ' Nothing known, and nothing fixed, Makes the World a 'dangerous mix' ' is true for all time.