I will weep and wail for the broken ones;
For the children of the wilderness:
Whom the world always hides its eyes from:
A world that glitters with idolatry;
Where silver and gold are worshipped;
Where values have been turned upside down;
Where war is often glorified;
Where images govern reality;
And truth is reduced to a sound bite.
I'd like to remove the veil from people's eyes
Great poem. I wouldn't mind joining you in this venture. People live with so much propaganda its amazing the world functions at all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's required but tough. Good insightful words.