Acrostic poem for socialism

Seize the time, ah let me not take anything,

of which I know nothing,

caressing each stanza, born of spring,

i am now clear as if dying.

A day in which he was sleeping,

large enough to avoid losing,

i am unable to sit down and start thinking,

she goes everywhere hawking.

Tears saying.

Explanation:

answer; /// the above statement is (

they thoght they were going to nuke each other