Freedom was the humanism
In barbarity the pagan noble
Seized with nature mystified
Not adulterated with knowledge
Religion and philosophy
The hordes were occupying
Akin to man in nature still
Nomadic living with colors
From nature and songs
Longing and dancing
On tunes and percussion
Merriment is going to war
For the other tribe’s pasture
Greener and water wells
On horseback or camel
The beloved though knew
Love as stronger as hate
The dawn of civilization
In bewilderment sans sense
Now in fight against themselves
11/4/2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem