Trampoline
I want a trampoline
I’ll be child, fat like ball
Will climb and jump up
Underneath, map of world
Sphere or globe
Countries and borders in colors;
I kvell out of mind
Below me crystal
Far above is sky
I go up to heavens
Newton’s formula, Einstein’s
I come down
Suddenly a smash
I can hear the Big- -Bang
The borders live no more; they are gone
Colors meshed
We’re painting in frame; portrait
All of us live as one
No ruler
No police, president
No poor and, no homeless
Imagine all of us
Would sleep equal
How I wish, I was child.
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