Very noble to think of others.
Imagine that thought.
Nobility of purpose
Not birth.
How right! How right!
The cursed. Karma.
Whose voice is heard?
Finally the throngs?
The herds of downtrodden
The broken, the poor
They are the result
The cause greed
And neglect
Of those whose power
Was suspect.
Look beyond the curtain.
Who holds the strings
To the current puppets?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The herds of downtrodden The broken, the poor They are the result The cause greed And neglect Of those whose power.........who holds the strings........ look behind the curtain. a satirical presentation of the truth. tony