A speck of dust, upon the Earth I’m just!
How far and yet how little I’ve achieved;
I could not be Job in the Bible’s list!
The truth of Scriptures, I’ve always believed.
Sometimes, this world looks so easy to live!
Sometimes, I know it is impossible;
But real joy is when you learn to give;
And try to live as per Holy Bible.
Great things are wrought by men if God permits;
Just do your duty as best as you can;
Within the heart of purity, God sits;
And greatness unheard of comes, to that man.
How long you live-let this not bother you;
How best you live is one thing, we must view.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem