Manmade Plights - 1
February 11, 2019
Boat is on the sand
No ebb, no ride;
Sailors, passengers shout
No help found;
Where to go, when to go
None does know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The boat is the world If we do not help each other here Then motionless doom will come easily......