with blessed peace
comes prosperity
an end to poverty
when horrific
resources waste
spent on warfare
are sacred devoted
to desolate desperate
needs of all humanity
An insightful write with a meaningful message. Liked the opening lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very true message in this poem. I want to see an end to poverty, but that is not likely to happen. On TV I saw beggars rummaging through plastic bags in a rubbish dump, looking for something of value. I think the country was Bangladesh. Michael.