Though a seeker since my birth,
And far and wide I've been
Here is all I've learned on earth,
And here is all I've seen.
The tall church spires that I meet
Are as rich as a diamond star,
But I see instead the dusty street,
Where the starving people are!
Be loving to all mankind, they say,
Or else for your sins you'll atone.
But a poor young babe is, unwanted born,
And a tired old man dies alone.
I hear sweet words whispered to me
Under the moonlit sky
But as the dawn breaks over the world
There's nobody here but I.
This poem is very true, very well put, and it has a nice flow. Tango
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is life. anyway, you're not alone.