My earliest one was as an Egyptian slave,
The last I remember was a priest on the field
During the American civil war.
Born to soon in the now where men hate
Each other and covet their brothers world.
Hi James, This is an interesting poem on rebirth and reincarnations. I truly believe in it. Only God know how many births we must have taken. Here, it is an Egyptian slave and then a Priest in a war field. Well, lets hope for a world full of love and brotherhood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" .......... in the now where men hate Each other and covet their brothers world." so, during slave days and civil war, the same things didn't happen which happen " in the now" ? ? :) bri Doubtful, if that is what you mean.