Give Us Your Great Poems, Masters
Give us, your great poems masters,
Give a God, a voice and let us be reminded howhe created these lush greeneries and the mighty trees,
Endured the saddest of nights with his earth children destroy, engorge and satisfy themselves while the millions of others are hungry and left out of the food table.
Show us the unworthiness of Ceasars gold in the centuries faces of oblivion and evanescence.
Show them that war is futile and unecessary and love is the best survival kit and answer for the race to continue,
Let them be wise to be remimded that this life can never be owned, but enjoyed, temporarily,
Let them be remember that theirthe true home is in the sky where the true calling of the spirit lies, resides with his immortal soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem