When the air is polluted
When the water becomes poisonous
When the sun is furious,
and his wrath burns each soul on earth.
Will you know that death is on to you.
of the gray ashes that fall by
the malady of this global catastrophe.
Of the hunger that people die of.
Will we know that we are in Hell.
and no God would save us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem