our paths are intertwined
just like a cellar and a good bottle of wine
the distance between us is futile
for we are neighbours by a thousand miles
like grains of sand on desert plains
we are afflicted by anothers pains
our lives are not so diffrent
non of us are innocent
i say you hate one then hate all
for this world is far too small
no one has ever lived forever
we last as long as chinese leather
This one speaks many truths. Very well written keep em' comin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful reflective poem...nice ideas