Year 2k + 9 has come and gone
Year 2k + 10 to be born and gone!
Man is in and man is out
New world is in and the old is out!
A set of problems true is out
Another set is sure to peep!
A set of values here is out
Another set is bound to creep!
With passing year, new song we hear
Warring clouds smear, peaceful air near!
Magic creation of majastic God!
Tragic end of thirsty man
Knows not the designs of Lord
Heeds not the words of the sane!
Year 2k + 10 rings the bell
Global warming warns of a hell
Impending disaster we do smell
To the senseless guys we have to tell!
Copenhagen or no Copenhagen
Let us join the band wagon
To restrict emission physical and mental
To protect flora and fauna transcendental
To restore the glory of trees and forests
To bestow with will - earnest and honest!
Let 2k + ten bring in the best
Let world peace be our host and the guest!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem