When the skies opens,
Birds never wait to fly,
To see and enjoy the beauty of nature.
When our minds believe,
It all becomes possible,
The world becomes our road to struggle.
When love remains,
Memories of sweet joy we leave behind,
Written deep down our hearts.
When hate last longer,
Tears the eyes flown,
With much sadness within.
When peace is written,
History of joy we leave,
Written on our walls forever.
When war remains,
Pain our foot joggles,
Till we leave no more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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