On the day I were back to the earth...
I wish to believe
Never the richness is put on one's sacrifice
In unfamiliar countries
Never beautiful flowers on a table
Are at the price of died ones on lonesome land
To keep the balance of market
Never the circulation of life is cut off
By prepossession and discrimination
In behalf of spice to a white dish
I wish to believe
The technology is told
To make the future children more wise
I do wish to believe
Everlasting peace is the truth of our wish
Kae Morii
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/miserere/
