Looking everywhere at the beauty of life, nature and the souls
of humanity, rarely seeing evil in the hearts of men and women,
those times being most unfortunate.
Yet that is the problem with humanity, it's fickle, self-centered
and blind to the reality of situations here on earth, ignoring the work of our souls, letting self-pleasure dictate what they do in
life.
Luckily, this type of people are few and far between, but they
cause many problems and essentially evil, praying, feeling pity
for they will never know the peace and wonder of heaven, they
will not be accepted by God, Himself, for what they've done to
hurt or harm others.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem