They were real kings
His Highness majesty who could sing
Turn the fortune and change the fate
They had everything at disposal to relate
They left it behind
For world to find
To help the poor
And worked from door to door
They were great and may be remembered
For their contribution and what they have offered
To live with peace and brotherhood
In life they practiced and understood
They were real supporter
To work for people as porter
Carry out their plight and pain
Into life of their own
With great vision and mission
The great Ashoka made frank admission
'Love and compassion is the only way'
Hatred must go away
We on our part
Can pick little from their humanitarian art
At least to show some compassion
If not deteriorate but build the good relation
We need stable world
To live with unison and in one fold
Not to speak with threatening posture
But to build world for our future
Very good Leila Hadi4 minutes ago I love that it actually rhymes and, because of current events, is especially relevan
They were real kings His Highness majesty who could sing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
VERY GOOD doreka vaughnLess than a minute ago NICE THOUGHTS