Raid,
Rain,
Aid,
Rate;
They don't even know who i am;
But, they are afraid of me! !
Unable to grade my works.
Made of love,
To trace the truth and, to trade with righteous laws! !
Seeing my works against their negative acts,
On earth.
Life,
Paid with love when the right thing is done;
Facing the world with the muse of my works,
Able to teach along,
With peace and love,
Without hatred and war.
I see the light!
In the name of wisdom;
The light of the truth,
With righteous morals!
But, they are afraid me,
Only to Block my Ways,
However, i will write to touch the hearts of many.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice thought provoking poem. I liked the last line, I will write to touch the hearts of many.