Ever so slowly the great wheel of life turns
Mother Earth smiles as we all scurry about
Searching for this and that
But what is it that we want….
A bigger Teepee?
Or another concrete road
or maybe a larger TV
Some even refuse to keep score
While others long for what they had
Yet most keep thinking they want more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can only agree