Oh, What a wicked world is this
where dark outshines eternal bliss
God is waiting behind the mist
while friends might take hand over fist
when snakes unleash a devil’s hiss
brotherly Love has gone amiss
What’s hiding there that we’ve all missed?
It’s not so hard to just resist
temptation’s call to live remiss
turning a cheek to yet dismiss
a neighbor’s need to just exist
and give of ourselves in assist
we all but need to get the gist
what a wicked world is this
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem