My ears are free! ! !
Because, i don't wire my ears with the melodies of the world;
How can you be my friend when,
You don't know me?
My mind is clean because,
I don't satisfy my heart with the pleasures of the world.
How can i be your friend when,
I don't know you?
Drum, eardrum, rum!
But, where is your love?
Shell, hell, ell, sell!
Like folks with gods and goddesses;
How can they serve the Creator when,
They don't know His Name?
Vicious circle!
With the muse of life;
But, try to know your steps in life and,
Do the right thing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written indeed, with a poignant message. Thanks for sharing.