Contemplating my life's worth in my mind
Searching for the good I've left behind
Still the solitary soul
Time, so much of my life, it's stole
Will I be remembered well?
Or just another person with no story to tell
My legacy, I can't quantify
Taking my pills, more time I buy
How much longer, with this world, will I'll be?
When, from this broken body, finally free
Lost in thought, I spend the night
Awaiting the sun's morning light
My journey, not yet complete
Even though, my death, I'm sure I'll meet
To make a difference, is there time?
As from this bed, I try to climb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great Billy think beyond the soul// you are now an established// UNITY WHOLE AND SOLE