Wear, weary!
Here on earth,
To hear the echoes of life! !
Facing the odds;
Like the slave driver's shout!
Like captive prisoners,
Out of this pain,
With a chain around my legs.
To voice the worries of weary, is Godly. You have the kind of heart for that, I feel. Thanks for sharing.
Yes, worries are part of life and give the true test of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope and pain they go together and patience takes then through, thoughful poem, Huge 10++++