No one is your enemy no one is a friend,
We are born to learn from each other,
So leave your ego behind,
And bloom like children of the same mother.
No one is a sinner no one is divine,
We are all one in the eyes of our mother,
Who tells 'Everyone is mine',
And love is our supreme father.
No one is a winner and no one has lost,
Life is not a hurried race,
And why loose battles not even fought,
We must just win His blessings and his grace.
No one is right and no one is wrong,
For he alone can be our Judge,
And in his arms we belong,
So it's useless to hold any grudge.
No one is rich and no one is poor,
It's in the chosen path that we live,
But aim at being rich in the eyes of that Doer,
And only in Him we must trust and believe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem