Living in a place, that seem so subdued.
Everywhere I look, shattered thing's all around.
People, place, and thing's, life seem, so rude.
Why, I can't put everything, back together again.
Only one person, can make that possible.
The'Higher Power.' Im wondering, all this destruction.
I want my life, to be glue together, with some instruction.
As I praise to the lord, help-me father! On this course.
I don't want to be living in a broken-state.
My mind, body, and soul, need to be save, my lord.
As I look toward the sky, I vision a better place.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are headed in the right direction in this poem....to the place where one day all will be healed...very, very good poem......speaking of heading, are you near New Albany, Yes? ? ? ~~~~~~~~marci. :)