Please appear again..
Nothing is perfect and pure
and nothing is good and clear
Everything awaits your arrival
and everything in this earth has to be changed
From the love of mother to wife’s affection
everything is envenomed
Dedication and thoughts of sacrifice
are things of the past,
some good things may be here and there
but man is less human and more insane,
Saints and monks have changed their path
to mint money for chasing luxury
in cars than taking care of fellow men
Temples have lost their sanctity and peace
and turned into plazas for profits.
Kanna, My Lord
Come to this world as a rescuer
Kanna, My ruler
come to this earth once more
as an emperor
to set things right
and pull us out from our plight…
A plea of a loving and caring author to his ruler KANA.....a lovely prayer to the most powerful one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hope it happens and the prophecies of our books come true