I trod this path through genesis with
vision of hope, wisdom, and intelligence
to learn.
I trod this path as a bald head.
I trod this world with God in me.
Humanity speaks through me.
Humbleness of this man shines on me
and with every step meet and greet the
Rasta man lives today to give praises….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice piece. Black is beautiful. Keep it up.