Looking back into the looking glass of time
with no reasoning or rhyme
Just trying to open a tiny window of my mind.
Just wondering why the world can't have peace.
An eye for an eye the whole world would
be blind.
For we reap what we sow
and its almost harvest time.
time for one last war and
my weapon of choose the love BOMB! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem