I have lost the passion of my youth
and lived in this grown up world
with popular opinion making graying truths
no more black and white absolutes
it is not aligned with my personal groove
Parkinson's has taken my very best
emotionally I am preparing for what is left
as I begin to come to terms with my own death
and to prepare my soul for what comes next
there is profound knowledge to suggest
that heaven and hell do exist
tacitly deep inside you know the rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem