No one expected it would be this way,
Or that it would end this way.
No one expected.
No one wanted there to be war, hatred, or famine.
No one expected that there would be a new world, or that dying was so easy.
Expect the unexpected.
No one expected that war would take so long, that hundreds thousands would pass on,
Or that war will never end,
That people would grow so hungry every day.
Expect the unexpected.
Expect that people will keep dying every day.
Or getting Hay fever or AIDS.
Expect the unexpected.
5/7/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem