If you don't do your part, sharing your true love,
helping others to understand, the day is near.
Assuredly that the entire world to see, the thoughts,
you are to share, is not as it appears.
As your random thoughts unclear.
For the beginning is the same as the ending,
Nothing falters in its path.
The irony is in its stance separation of distance,
In Gods eyes, not nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem