They say that God is unfair
And that Life is unjust
For not all people are equal
In power, color, and wisdom.
Yes, at first I do believe it too
But as times came by
And as my Maturity strikes
Realization states that God has no Favoritism.
There are rich people who has sickness
With no cure
And poor people who has curable disease
But with no money for treatment.
What that means is that
God created and treated Human
As equal, with no favoritism
And a proof that Life is always fair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
..What an awesome poem! it really inspired me. Every time I read this poem, my soul has been disintegrated into pieces.. haha keep up the good work my aunt, you're such an inspiration to all people around you. I believe that through your struggles upon making those poems, it may help you to influence others and give them a sort of inspiration and an answers to their curiosities..: -)