Humanity an experiment, or a flawed masterplan
billions of universes filled with gaseous stars
mind boggling enormity for a mortal like I
to ponder infinity with scientific mind
like a mechanic with a jelly spanner attempting to mend cars.
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Did the designer overestimate his powerful vision
was his utopian dream a foolhardy task
for such genius of mind and divine spiritual grace
was an untainted humanity too much of an ask?
by Barb Nixon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great and deep question here, Barb. Untainted humanity A fantastic dream. Sometimes I think that if everything was perfect, where would we find our purpose of life and meaning? Let us all work together to a caring world. Perhaps that is enough. We may never be without problems or untainted but If the number people who really manage to care, reaches a certain level, the world will be so different. Please read my poem, 'Y.... wave of peace' and perhaps also my poem, 'Y.. poetry and history'