While earthworms build their lives
Men are fighting to untie their belts
We keep killing ourselves across time
Until we transform life to a strange hell.
The world looks in real disarray
Extremists are searching for justice
They turn it to a big ashtray
Racists, then, cry down injustice.
Stands as a sole point of gravity,
Prejudice leads and shakes our society
It brings an ocean of crimes to drown us
And a continent of islands to live like wolves.
We smell blood and sorrow everywhere
When thugs and demagogues take power.
A masterpiece. In a short time, this poet flies with us around the world and explains most of the problems in that sonnet. I want to read more about this author.
A poignant rendition set aside for honest reflection. A beautiful and insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Frantz Guerrier. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.