Let's grow
organic poems,
verse vitamins
for the soul.
Let’s spray
the streets with
luminous songs.
Let’s sow
the squares with
ethereal grace
and charm.
And then
let’s lift the city
above the clouds.
Let the air
be pure
and the sky
blue again.
Let the city fly
on magic wings
of words in peace
and prosperity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem