O this modern world
With all its bright promises:
It offers so much!
Yet how many times does it
Fail to satisfy
The soul? It's like a prolonged
Roller coaster ride.
It moves too fast and leaves one
Feeling nauseous.
It's very hard to slow down.
Burn out is common.
Addictions and suicides
Are rife. O is there
An exit from this rat race?
There's an absence of
Substance and meaning? Is there
Something good and true
We can pin our hopes upon?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem