Stars singing, birds twinkling
Iron floating, wood sinking
Sun raining, clouds shinning
Man playing and animal thinking
Maybe I'm reversing things in a strange way
But this world is getting weirder by the day
Man did reverse some things in this world
To make it easier for him to play
That slave was supposed to be free
That chair was once a beautiful tree
Those tears were supposed to be smiles
This sea is not as it used to be
Why doesn't the bird feel free to fly?
animal's skins are not fashionable materials to buy
Lions are supposed to live in jungles not circuses
Clouds of smoke don’t belong in the sky.
Why couldn't we just leave things the way they were
This is a sea, That's a forest and that's a star
Stop ruining everything for your own sake
Just stop it, this is really going way too far
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are so right, good poem