They can't think independently so must rely on something to think for them
Input are the thoughts that the blind men show them
Now distracted on the go still calling it a connection
Altering exactly what connected is, with a scientific word for deception
A human discovery taking what god has created
Making Him out to be a mockery
while training their mind through entertainment
Not to worry, He IS and WILL come to fruition
Fearing this day while not Knowing
HE is the reason they are living
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
human discovery what God has created, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.