The world that we live in will not be so wild
in the lifetime of my sister's child.
With the planet, our species will be reconciled
in the lifetime of my sister's child.
Those with divergent beliefs will not be reviled
in the lifetime of my sister's child.
War, as a solution, will seem juvenile
to the classmates of my sister's child.
Racial disparity will be deemed puerile
by the classmates of my sister's child.
Stereotypes will be dubbed infantile
by the classmates of my sister's child.
At no time in history has life been so mild
as it will be for my sister's child.
On no other person has Providence smiled
as she will upon my sister's child.
If it seems by idealism, I've been beguiled,
humor me; this is my sister's child.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very true...we love our sister's children and I don't know why God has created human to love someone's children more than our own at certain point of our life...we can be charmed and sometimes betrayed at the worst point of our life! beautiful poem on the love of an uncle or aunty towards humanity and their sister's or brother's children!