You and me,
Anonymous our theme
The same.
Present hour
Golden hour
Here for ever.
We are on highway
Life's play.
We are to cross over
All devastation and disbelief.
Race and carnage
All in us
And we are to choose
Only humanity.
Life all the same
Familiarity and eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem