I climbed the highest ladder,
To see what I could see;
I saw my fellow countrymen,
Living in poverty
I climbed up even higher,
As I grazed open skies;
I saw murder, death and bloodshed,
Before my very eyes
I saw a ruling power,
The middle-class shrank to poor;
I saw wars and powerful conflicts,
Standing at our doors
I saw hungry children,
Here, on our native soil;
I saw the rich become richer,
Thriving on the wealth of oil
I saw separate entities,
Like thieves in the night;
They stole away our liberty,
To strengthen their own might
I saw those who fought in wars,
Though victory spells defeat;
Many were welcomed heroes,
Now homeless on the streets
I climbed above the highest clouds,
Beyond where eagles soar;
I saw social security fade away,
No healthcare for the poor
I saw drugs pollute our communities,
While terrorists stalked their prey;
Children had no love for their elders,
Sunny skies turned a darkened gray
I saw changes in power,
Though no changes in government rule;
Technology feasted on the obsolete,
Our economy stolen by fools
I saw fewer days of promise,
Many days of pain;
The poor are expendable fragments,
Millions are dying in vain
I climbed up, as far as I could go,
My head pierced the deepest galaxy;
I saw the oppressed in the arms of our Father,
The Ruler of peace and prosperity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so sad, but it is beautifully composed. There is so much truth in this poem, and I want to thank you for sharing =)