Progress Poem by Samuel Santana

Progress



Progress
Samuel Santana

When in my country the ambition
come to the end,
We will have streets full of flowers,
healthy elderly,
cheerful schools,
strengthened and green trees,
birds without fear,
fish swimming,
houses painted with beautiful colors,
bright streets,
tables saturated with the fragrant of the hot bread,
workers singing joyfully
in the factories.
So then,
anyone
could rule the country.

Saturday, August 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It is about the poverty in ours poor countries
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 20 August 2016

That day would be a wonderful one, Samuel. Thanks for sharing

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Samuel Santana 20 August 2016

Thak you for be here

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Samuel Santana

Samuel Santana

Dominican Republic
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