There are many things written
There are many things said in the world
There are those things seen
There are stories told without words
There are those things yet to be seen
As there are those yet to be told
There are those yet to be written
As there are many yet to be said
And I promised to say the least I can
And leave many to the next generation
If there is anything I can do to the sun
To save that which is lost within the moon
I will write down the secrets of women
And let them know that they have no secret
We have a past present future and time
But only with you I may stand and tell
Preciously to the world that grace my being
I am not perfectly perfect, dear Kialuna
Look into my eyes and see the forgone dreams
Yet to resurrect from the past doom of your face
I am not perfectly perfect because I am human
Forgive me for being human!
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope kialuna reads this beautiful expression