I didn't know the difference,
I didn't really go to school. I
was living in a different kingdom.
Under another golden rule.*Peace*
I didn't know the sums, the minus or
the times. I guess some could say i
really was behind. Others said crazy,
right out of my mind.
*But, in my world everyone was welcome,
there wasn't any fighting, this didn't
need to be done.For everyone was grateful
to The Father And The Son. Everybody had
smiles, everybody loved everyone.. Yet I'm
always learning, cause learning can be fun.*
.
But, what we choose to learn. it really
should be a right. in order to at all,
gain any real true sight.
There isn't any interest, if our spirit,
isn't free to run. Holding all/ the
school bells rung. Time to go home. Time
to Feel the difference,
the minus and the sum...
Cages of glass, flowers of time..
For now this is the ending of my strange
rhythm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Holding all! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank You, Edward, For Being So Kind! ! ! ! ! You Are A Beautifully Inspiring Poet! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! Many Smiles! ! ! ! !