ROUTINE
Poem by Chan Mongol
August 7 of 2022
God made the Sun and the Sun made the earth;
Then, the pretty and resourceful earth gave us the birth.
Everything is in the chain of command, in the discipline;
Things are well set, pinned or unpinned, in the routine.
For the birth of lives and for living in her womb here;
We call the earth as the mother earth or mother nature.
And to live in few years in the earth is not so easy;
In her weather of heat, sandy, rainy, icy, breezy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem