I often wonder why men
Should die
Why they should not live eternally
Come to think of it
Why should God cram pack sinners
On earth than the spacious hades?
And if they be rich
The wretched and the poor suffer the most
If men will eternally live
Where I would have had my space
I do not know
If men will eternally live
The tree will spread its boughs
And fill the earth
And we'll breathe humans as air
Eat human as food
Tread on human as our road
And instead of order
Entropy will reign.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good point at the end. Like Jonathan Swift. Tom Billsborough