The Nordic Pyramid
Up north, where I was born
there is a mountain in the shape of a pyramid
of course, it is much bigger
dwarfing the Egyptian´ones.
It is snow-capped looks desolate
but every year I have noticed the snow crown
is getting smaller
now it is the size of a French beret.
Soon the snow will disappear and
the mountain will look like a pyramid.
A testament that once the human race lived here,
but they like the Tasmanian tiger
disappeared from the planet.
They will never come back again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True true Sir. At the rate we are destroying the earth it will become uninhabitable. Kudos to the people exploring space because we might need to find a new home to pollute and destroy. I m bidding you Fellow Humans goodbye...going to mars with my scars dumping all my cars.