What this age needs is not genius
We had enough of them
We need an awakening
Of those who inorder to teach
Must first obey the dictates of death
We study again this
Intriguing machine
Of this person that I am
This individual this you
Never forgetting how God
Has helped us in the hours
Of our needs, the last wish
Everything is nothing but
For his honor and glory.
We speak what we do
We do what we believe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem