I think we are all searching for a sense of pride,
We want to do things right,
At least I know I do,
I need the words to flow,
Because what I need to show,
Has been written deep inside my heart,
I have written letters,
And read them for the meaning I have given them,
I need to find my way in this life,
A long journey that it is,
Where I face treachery and anger,
Sometimes violence,
But I don't let that distort or cloud my judgement,
I just reach out into my soul,
To steer this life on track and be in control,
I don't need to take from anyone:
All I have is this deeper love in my heart,
Where fire and passion burns,
And happiness makes a start,
Because these words are precious to me,
I need to let those words free,
And show what I suppose everyone knows:
Just be yourself and watch your life glow,
Like a lucky star at midnight,
Where trains whiz past in their fever,
Carrying people seemingly cold,
Yet hiding passion they dare not show.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem