the begger's fart
a prayer more sacred
than lines well rehearsed
in Sunday morning temples...
the addict's vomit
a poem more relevent
than eight years of pompous degrees
can buy or claim...
the homeless man's cup of coffee
passed and shared,
a theology no master
can pass to his students...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When one writes of reality that hits the home of mankind when the upper crust does not wish to look upon which they walk, then one can truly give the world a view of the backbone of the wealthy....great work. you inspire me..blessings