Poor ragged Cali looks in the mirror (lid of a can)
That hangs on the cardboard wall
And she mutters; 'If I become Miss World
And when a handsome tycoon brings a gem studded Crown?
I humbly bow him and test whether it fits for my nutty head.'
*Dedication to the Honourable Governor Mr.Jerry Brown for healthy, wealthy and a beautiful California!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic! Matchless pinning from a poet to the inhumanity of the time. Gorgeous the refraction of the words can make a reader stunned simply to choice his/her best favourite.... Miss universe or a daughter with a home to live at least as a human. Thank you very much for your contribution to our civilization. Yes, it can sound big, but it is now our crisis. Regards, pranab 10+++