Don’t laugh at me
The God almighty creator of the universe
You and I, destine to see me like this
For I know who I am,
You are not a believer that believe in miracles’ wonders
Don’t laugh at me
You are a poor mathematician,
Thant cant the blessing raining upon me
You are and illiterate that cant distinguish between
Professionalism and knowledge
The sky is too wide for the flying dove
To fly around
Don’t laugh at me
The ocean is too long and deep for you to swim across
Talent is a gift from almighty to the bestowing
Am here standing laughing at you
It is the beginning of me
The end of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem