Ask not who you are
You are messenger
Like Christ
Who had humanly thirst?
You might have been left on road
To bear brunt or load
But most unfortunate part
That from civility you have to depart
Parents are more responsible
For creating such problems
Child has come on earth
But facing each second a living death
How any abuses from all corners?
Hell on earth for new comers
It is really troubled mind
And no real place to find
Anybody may feel sick
As he shall no desire to seek
Little place with peace
Life is in turmoil and not at ease
Richard Snyman.......Thanks Mr 3 mins · Unlike · 1 16 Apr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hasmukh Mehta.....welcome Suzan Moore and Scott Ransopher like this Just now · Edited · Unlike · 1