'God oh God! ',
today's people pray.
As their lives are made miserable
by the price they don't pay.
God listens,
He listens to all.
But does He do anything,
anything at all?
We all curse Him,
sometimes we do.
When we pass, the devil says nothing but,
'Begone! Away! Shoo! '
God is angry at us,
He is all the time.
All we do is turn our backs
and say, 'Fine! '
He is angry at us
for destroying His world.
The very world he created.
next to which nothing is an emerald.
We should start to preserve,
we should start to save.
Otherwise everything He sees,
He will raze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem