In the eyes of a fly I am an immortal
I live for years and it lives for just a day
I then kill it, and I give a slight chortle
It should have been faster and flew away,
I pass a slow crawling turtle upon my path
In the eyes of that turtle I am just a fly
It then stops its crawling so it could laugh
It pities me, because soon it knows I will die.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aha a fabulous comparison of lifespan! Yor rhyme scheme is awesome too. Kudos. Do tel me howz my latest poem too.