Some people believe all people are one.
We share the earth plants and sun.
All the people came from their mother.
In one way or another we are all brothers.
Our minds work hard, day and night.
And even a blind eye can see light.
We all dream of wealth and romatic love making.
Body against body tough and shaking.
When we are sad, we will weep
Every one dreams in their sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem