What will end this world
We do not know
How it will end
Is but some wild speculations
Why it will end
We are told is sin
When it it will end
We are told to wait
For the second coming
Either way
It will not renege
On its promise
To end for the individual
Who is only with it in bones.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A difficult question about the world and universe. The end of the world can't predict and it is in its own ways and causes are really man made. Beautiful questions.