We will dig up that massive diamond with expensive quality, we will sell it dear for their paper money, and they will never cease to pay the high expense of their greed - they will want more and want to pay with their lives. We will command our riversands to turn into precious gems and it will be spacious to drink of their sweet water. We will design the land to be fertile and invoke the rain to fall in the month of April. We will raise the people into royalty and their children will be raised as kings and queens of the dreamland - by giving the parent the freedom to let the child grow. My friends and I will be rich as kings and we will get the finest things that money can buy. When riches have come into our hands, we will buy out the war and love will begin to prevail the casts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem