We don’t stop living for it’s hard to do so.
Must we stop loving for it’s hard to do so?
We don’t stop desiring for it’s risky to do so.
Must we stop helping for it’s risky to do
so.
Unless we love and help we can’t live and aspire.
20.05.2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem