When I need to be upheld
And hate in all's unfurled:
Strain I do to visit you;
The Smile of all the world.
Grin you do as I do trudge.
Never guage, you, me.
A danger only to my own.
Many like me you see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes we most easily hurt the ones closest to our heart Kyle! Loved the first stanza, the smile shining through the hate in the world and the warning in the second stanza, brings us back down to ground with a bump of realisation that we an never truly know someone, especially in cyber term time. Have a great day and strain a little! smiling at you, Tai