The deceased is the forgotten
Among the children of fate
Not the man with a dented hope
Neither the one that was victim of yesterday
Many that were found incomplete hovering the depth of life
might have been made whole as their faith chooses
Though trial awaits those who persevere
But nearer comes their smile on a prodigal tour
Do not belittle the shallow, tall, ugly or the irrelevant
For God dwells among them.
Tho’ trial awaits those who persevere but nearer comes their smile on a prodigal tour. Good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Do not belittle the shallow,tall,ugly or irrelevant for God dwells among them.great message.