My life is ensconced
With the humdrum of each day.
To work, eat and recreate
Is my chosen way.
Money’s might molds my mentality.
Power’s pursuit my only reality
Then a greater force demands attention
And my priorities go askew.
Confusion and terror too much to mention
Now cloud my every point-of-view.
Life now seems much more precious.
Loved ones become my real wealth.
A fool I am to only know this
When a higher force demands my health.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem