We all are powerless
And poor on face
The earth is open
To absorb you even
Be a powerful king
And enjoy he kingdom
With queen at window
But how far will you go?
You will be buried deep under
When suddenly taken over
By death god to punish
With life to finish
So realize the importance
Of life's chance
It is once in life time
That too you shall be picked before time
Lucky if you can stay long
Even if you are scoundrel and wrong
You will get reprieve
To understand the life and believe
Everything is for eyes to see
Like fruits in abundance on tree
You can have few
If luck finds it due
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all are powerless And poor on face The earth is open