A generous soul
may go unnoticed
in the short time we
spend here on earth
In a world
where good means nothing
It is power that gains
And rich who prevail
And the the kindhearted people
who give their tomorrows
to others
are left with nothing
but patronising glances
They are the ones
who will one day stand
as they take their last breath
With no regrets
and can honestly say
they are pure of heart
and deserve a place
in the heavens
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem