Everything is perfect!
Not a thing out of place!
Each day all is provided
No reason for the race.
The rules of the game aren't pleasant
all control must be dropped
no fear for tomorrow
and the present will be dropped
each man an equal brother
sharing everything he has
opens the universal flood gates
and we party, play and spaz!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem