the heartless have no colour
seems too often suits have no heart
possessions will never fill
porous void of empty fractured heart
materialism will never
buy back a sold out soul
to give freely without
expectations is to ride
freedom joy of karma waves of light
security built upon possessions
invokes thieves demons stealing karma
of healing redeeming waves of light
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem