I wish I were a seasonal bird, <br />That travels flying around the world, <br />With sweet companionship of a partner, <br />Whose heart knows nothing except, <br />Faithfulness, how to share the pangs. <br /> <br />Then I fly with the delighted light heart, <br />Caring least the self made boundaries, <br />Of the countries or continents, across <br />The foaming wavy seas; to search, <br />The land, plains or isolated valleys, <br />Where neither one makes victim the other, <br />Nor playfully breaks the brittle hearts, <br />Nor does cast fear holding the fatal guns. <br /> <br />I would then chirp on the far off shores, <br />And dance along the ballet of the waves, <br />Away from the polluted and violent world <br />Of man, of which each nook and corner, <br />Smokes, smoulders and smells with hateful, <br />Explosives amid the shattered cottages.<br /><br />Muhammad Shanazar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-desire/
