What makes you superior?
Or makes your neighbor inferior?
Is it the colour of skin,
Hair or blood?
Is it your place of birth?
Is it for who your parents are?
I would say no
Because you know the truth
God made this world
He created you and him
Then what’s distinct in you
Every thing is his mercy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good one... simple thoughts... Without answers...