A world of wars
A world of order
A world of regulations
A world of laws
A world of deaths
Let us count from one to seven
There is no anarchy even in heaven
The thought would be rather nice
For those who try, chaos is the price
A world of workers
A world of organisations
A world of racialism
A world of liars
A world of dictators
As the shadows of leafless dancing trees
Fill my white wall in the silence of the night
I think, I have fished in cold at fourteen degrees
But a world of troubled minds is a terrible plight
A world of warmth
A world of opinions
A world of rationality
A world of love
A world of difference
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Jointly we can create a world of heavens!
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
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I would like to translate this poem
Thanks. These dilemmas. The world of our youth don´t fit too good with reality. There is work to be done, something to do.