I'm spinning round like a top
I never know where I'll stop
My thoughts they are a racing
And my feet they are a pacing
My hands they are a trembling
Calm they're not resembling
My head it is a whirl,
I'm on top of the world
It's mine to do with as I please
Love and peace will never cease
It all lies at my feet
I will give myself a treat
Lightning bolts I will hurl
From on high, the top of the world
Don't worry, if you've no hate
Then you'll not suffer that fate
Those with love I will gather
Everyone, it doesn't matter
Brothers we'll be, one and all
We will hold this world in thrall
So it's best you be full of love
Or off this world you I'll shove
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Full of love. good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.