Peace, love and God
Have been sadly forsaken
Replaced by a greed
For money and power
A way of life
Is suffocating and dying
Being drained of its blood
In isolation
How do we interpret
The world’s insouciance
How do we salve
Our collective conscience
The world should protest
With a deafening voice
Against the unjust spillage
Of innocent blood
One world; one freedom
One rule for all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Methinks this one might be referring to Tibet's struggle against China's obstinacy and denial of basic human rights. A passionate, articulate rebuttal of injustice in a sadly unjust world. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥