My City Poem by Freidoon Ranjbar

I ʼ m looking at my city from height
it seems silent but full of noise and agitation in it
there are flowers which grow, bloom and perish in it
there are, , hate, fear, hope, happiness, love… in it
there are hearts which palpitate faster than normal there
there are people who are resting there short time and long time
I like to live in an utopia without crime, without court, without prison with kind and wise people
Freidoon Ranjbar