Ever so slowly the great wheel of life turns 
Mother Earth smiles as we all scurry about 
Searching for this and that 
But what is it that we want…. 
A bigger Teepee? 
Or another concrete road 
or maybe a larger TV 
Some even refuse to keep score 
While others long for what they had 
Yet most keep thinking they want more                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
I can only agree