How much more are we gonna lose?
How much longer will our ego control what we choose?
How many bridges could we have crossed instead of burnt?
Have we really learnt?
How many tears have we cried?
Of tears, our eyes will be dried
What happens when we're off to the sky?
Will we have voids in the deep skyey?
What if today is our last moment?
Have you made peace with your present?
Why are we so scared to unconditionally love?
How much longer are we gonna wait to serve?
It's only by love that we can see
See people for the kind of fish they're in the sea
And who they're would be enough
Even when the road they walk on is rough
And we'd be less judgmental
Then people would go less mental
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Solemnly I say amen, may God's grace teach us the source of our power and strength and the unending flow of his mercy