You must understand
What you are
(Without God)
With all your thoughts
And all your experiences
And all your memories
And all your long times
And all the different times of your life
With so so much
You think and hope and pretend
You are dust
And you are going to dust
And you are not much dust
But a speck of dust
Here for a speck of time
And never to be forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem