i'm a walker of the roads
in search of my own flow
trying to be with who i am
and not giving too much of a damn
i've met many along the way
some who were not so nice, and some who brighten my day
all kinds of people are about
so get yourself up and out
i use to hear all kinds of story's
ones that were not full of glories
but now from walking the roads
i know that they were just self explodes
so dont be so easy to judge
because many other people's words are fudged
get out on your own
and make the world your home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good advice in a poetic form, I like the line of 'self explodes' so true! Smiling at you, always on the road, Tai