Good evening
I liked your own world; I liked your Utopia.
But who shall bear this business, for building it.
I assure you, the people that you've mentioned will remain
Dead even if the most awaken shocks came to them, they will refuse;
Rather prefer to still dumb.
They like what they call, our beautiful world.
Anyways, I do not know whether that world of peace came from your
Fancy, or came from a real life.
But I think that it was illusionary, since our custom these days is:
"The blood is dropping like water dew,
Yet we mark kill, while from it pooh."
(SILVER © 2008-08-12)
I found two strong lines in your poem, and to be frank,
They touched My Mind:
No pools of blood … No broken toys
No rains of fire … No warplane noise
I wish to live in such kind of life, but who knows…?
These two lines Miss, the strongest lines in your poem,
They reflect a lot of things; maybe I will mention them later.
Finally, I appreciate your writing My dear friend.
Best wishes