Sometimes things in life just fall apart. I wondered about my life.
Here, only a few years, I was on top of the world. Then, GOD, came into my life. All around me, I saw vanity. Images, that I worshiped. Spent hours in reverence. They took control of my life and
ways of thinking.
I myself was naive to the real meaning of GRAVEN IMAGES
as in GOD'S second commandment. Then I saw the graven
images in the movies, on television, verbal graven images
in songs, ads in papers, magazines, all portraying an image.
My eye's were opened and I was bowing to these images.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem