We are born one day and dead another.
Between that time how do we learn to love our brothers
And sisters-a mistery of every life caught up in a twister.
Complications stick hard on a soul like metal blisters.
Dear God, oh great one could you please help one
Teach everyone how circumstances should be done.
One lesson can turn benighted into eyes of question
Stressing to the whole world your supernatural blessin'.
The question benighted wonders is how a world of faith
Can be so deeply hidden inside a world of hate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem