Don’t walk through a town with your head in a book
Lift up your eyes and have a good look
By looking I mean observe and digest
For a book’s only there to advise and suggest.
There’s nothing like viewing with your own precious eyes
The sights that surround us are a constant surprise,
We clamour for knowledge but I think you will find
That a book’s never hungry whilst your eyes feed your mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem