Some hear that they are all gone in days of past
Some hear that all have gone on for fertile grass
Some say they remain and roam this great land
Some say they still linger to feed from his hand
Some gave up on them and search no longer
Some gave up on them and so to their hunger
Some continue to search and carry the light
Some continue to seek and prove they are right
If you say it and carry the light, you will find that they are out there.
Some wish and dream that they still were around
Some wish we knew where they could be found
Some believe they are here and never have gone
Some believe they have heard their praise in song
Some stopped looking for the signs and the proof
Some stopped believing it was more than a spoof
Some started finding truth by opening their eyes
Some started seeing beyond the harsh set of lies
If you believe it and open your eyes, you will find that they are out there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem