It was noisome and a nuisance to the community,
Pollution of the highest person as well;
Unique dramas enveloped and enshrouded us
When climate was overpowering.
I was tense and worried from the bluffs of God,
Indeed his wrath adorned the skies,
A garland of noise, a ruination of sight
But wrong writing, distance was already measured.
The world was festooned by wrecks and devastation,
But this day was a polluted planet of twisted word.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing... polluted world- we are also.10 +