The fruits of Life
The wealth of Love
The abundance of time
The joy of a smile
It can all slip away
In a blink of an eye
How cruel is fate
Karma is this rule
Slapping you from behind
You’ve been played the fool
You can close your eyes
Hide you head in the sand
But once you face life
You see what’s planned
You can prepare yourself
Thru sickness then sorrow
You‘re invincible to death
Now you can’t catch your breath
Hold on to tomorrow
And maybe cheat death
6/20/2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem