Some are like their mother some are like their dad
Not all women are good and not all men are bad
Nobody is perfect is how it seems to be
But some are more perfect than others would you not agree
Many of us in our ways think quite differently
You are very different in your thinking from me
Our different ways of thinking makes us interesting some are known to say
To hold our own opinions is the human way
Those who believe in Karma firmly believe
That good things always come to those who give to receive
Those who for their own gain verbally drag others down
Sadly more than a few like them in every town
To have flaws is to be human or so we are told
Not everyone grows wiser though everyone grows old.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem