Aggressive and rapid, taking me into narrow roadways of
tomorrow, traveling through deserts of unchanging life,
treasuring the beauty being nourished there.
Silver spoons taken from mouths of babes before they
can partake of the iron essence of future riches.
Splendid and dignified, riding waves of freedom across
mirages of fading desert plains.
Growing throughout spacious brilliance of desert spaces,
rising into sunsets, life taking itself in stride, as
death rocks to the beat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem