What is fiction?
What is real?
Back and forth,
Life's turning wheel,
Things that hurt and things that sting,
Propaganda's evil wing,
Where is Truth, where can we find?
Something pure that heals the mind,
Love is truth and truth is free,
Therefore I chose liberty,
Let my thoughts be open wide,
So that farther I can see,
A world whose wheels when they turn,
Reach for love and purity.
The wisdom and sweetness of the author clearly are demonstrated in this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the wheel will flatten all in its path turn within and move your ath!