Fake people come and go,
As I even may be so.
Changes do take place,
But with whose kindness, do you know?
Rulers pass, tyrants ruin;
But the magnificence of their cities are growing!
But in the end, all surrender
To you and you become their commander!
Strollers rest, bystanders go-
The poor enhance, the rich turn low,
But in the end,
All come to you to pray and to get lend.
None stands beside you,
As everyone serves you,
The world, all the stars are a part of you,
And all the prayers and calls are for you.
Time may end, pillars of the space may bend-
All's because of you, around whom the world's a due.
You do accept my urgent plea,
Because all of us, in the end come to you and live in glee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
None stands beside you, As everyone serves you, The world, all the stars are a part of you, And all the prayers and calls are for you. We are all serving eachother here. it is our vocation. thank you dear poet. tony