I see ordinary people
pouring in and out of steeples
living ordinary lives
learning ordinary lies
they learn; they earn - life passes by
they buy; they die - they never ask, 'WHY? ! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why indeed and never see the bigger soulful picture. Perhaps to see with better eyes and clarity of thought might help one and all. Full marks Ray and thanks for your poetic message and touch of class. Thanks again and take care.