People worked hard
Day in and out,
In America, to make a living
With dreams only,
To be rich oneday,
The ones who are rich,
Only a stomachful,
Like everyones in the world,
One in ten criminals,
For getting very rich,
Or to take care of
Their suppressed hatred,
A field of emotions uncontrolled
It shone only because
Of the businesses
It carried out for most
Parts of the world,
An amercan is unaware
Of the peace, tranquility
Of the human minds,
Elsewhere, only
With swollen pride
Of cars, sky scrapers
Which are of no consequence,
In a world where we have
To search for happiness,
Peace elsewhere,
Perhaps in the east of world.
Ravikiran Arakkal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for a thoughtful write. While I agree that in general the East is percieved as being more inclined toward the spiritual, (and the West tends to focus on the material) I don't believe either exists exclusively in one perspective. Try to open your mind to understanding that many, many thoughtful spiritual people abide in the West as well. And as for materialism, a man who may be the richest in the world, Mukesh Ambani, is building a new home with 60 stories. Does not that indicate that India as well is home to people who place emphasis on the material?