I guess I've walked a thousand miles
Or maybe, even more
I've trod on things unpleasant
As I've walked on woodland floor
I've trampled on gods creatures
Without making a sound
I'm sure they'll crawl all over me
When I am underground
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing this philosophical piece of poetry. It may be a bit funny for some people yet religions share this 'tit for tat' theory in the after-life following the death of a person. Very thoughtful poem.