Little child, from the last century,
Please tell me this story,
What was it like before?
When the Earth was not at war.
Before our present,
Became dead without nature.
Before our future,
Became very distant.
The stories tell,
Of peoples living to thrive,
Of forests, of animals still alive,
Of paradise and not of hell.
This life, guarantor of your security,
Could I ever know it?
I dream of a world like it,
With hope and a people of solidarity.
Here, everything is gray, from the ground to the sky,
The buildings are so high
That I have forgotten the color of the sky,
Silent, the Earth continues to cry.
You know, I dream of a future,
Where I see my land again.
Where I see the animals again,
Not in cages, no, in nature.
Please, little child, tell me,
What was life like before?
This life where there was little war,
This life where everyone seems carefree...
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Heyaa ! Désolée pour celles/ceux qui ne comprennent pas tout 😅
En fait j'ai proposé à ma prof d'anglais d'écrire un poème à l'occasion d'un projet sur l'art en classe, du coup je le mets là 😊
J'espère qu'il vous aura plu ❤️
Votre petite cacahuète ッ
VOUS LISEZ
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