Better to be
The servant of great men
Than the master
Of scoundrels;
Better to die
For a woman’s honor
Than be dishonored
In her eyes.
Life takes priorities
And the willingness
To accept sacrifice:
Once you’re dead,
Your real soul survives
In other peoples’ minds.
I found this a wonderful poem to contemplate. The last three lines propose so lovely an idea: 'Once you’re dead, Your real soul survives In other peoples’ minds.'
So true Uriah. I love your philosophy and walking the fine line in other peoples minds is really what eternal life is all about imo too. Our real souls shine out if we let them. Smiling at yours, Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
SORT AND PHILOSOPHICAL. YOU ARE REMEMBERED FOR THE GOOD YOU DO AND THE HEARTS YOU TOUCH.