Which way to go
Where should I be
Am I ever close
What will I see.
Rearranging plans
Always changing times
A dollar when I started
Now worth a dime.
Understanding we are all different
Our minds created that way
This life is an experiment
A short stop to our eternity days.
Collecting and comparing
A confused lost society today
Many never discover their inner soul
The purpose for this life stay.
The Original Tom Maxwell 8/5/07.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem