water, land and air
money food and home
day, work and product
things go in sequence
for every which way
there is always struggle
big. medium or small
what is mind limitation
we might not know, possible
we keep on going; thinking
repetition of thoughts is virus
it will stress you to slimness
I refuse to do that, sleep thief
take care of yourself, be focus
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thoughts can certainly rob us of sleep. We have to control them. We must learn to separate useless thoughts from productive ones. I like the way your poem reminds us how wonderful our minds are. Good job.