C-hoose the straight thoroughfare,
R-efrain from going amiss;
I-n the long journey of life,
S-tay focused on glorious bliss.
T-he straight thoroughfare
A-ims to make a promise;
N-ever let the right path turn
I-nto wrong or wickedness.
A-s the dawn has just broken,
N-ew day twenty-eighth of December;
I-t's time to tread on the true
A-nd straight thoroughfare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The message to the mankind never will disappear. It's time to hear more and from reliable man who follows its truest sense. Man for telling this truth diminishing everyday due to own greed and vanity of keeping themselves touched with the practice of life. As a poem I can't put grade this one but I believe this writing needs attention of human society. Thank you for sending this as a birthday wish. Thank you much.