Looking back into the looking glass of time 
with no  reasoning or  rhyme
Just trying to open a tiny window of my mind. 
Just wondering why the world can't have peace. 
An eye for an eye the whole world would 
be blind. 
For we reap what we sow 
and its almost harvest time. 
time for one last war and 
my weapon of choose the love BOMB! ! ! ! ! ! ! !                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem