Those who make themselves
humble will be the greatest.
Look at a child.
Do you have this innocence?
Do you have this simplicity?
Do you have the sense of wonder?
Do you have the innocent love?
They are great who are like children.
Think of the millions of children
who are poor, sick and not cared for.
Millions of children
vegetate on the road.
Many have not seen a school.
What will you do for them?
Find meaning in such life
in which you care for such
poor little human beings of love.
Then you will be the greatest
whom God loves always.
You will be numbered
among the just in heaven.
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Dear Tony, Your words echo the sensitive soul that you possess, a soul with an encompassing love, grace, and blessings. I share you my thoughts on this: why must rain come where beggars line, where beggars roam, where children sleep on gray stones? We all pine and see the poor, the poor children, but as you pointedly asked, what will we do for them? If we can act, not just find the solution, maybe we can help reduce their suffering.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Echo of a scream.......... your words and lines are screaming to the whole world to serve the Humanity. How can you really write such a poem that makes us think if we really exist?