I find helping hands
Calling for friends
To serve up to an end
With noble ideas and rend
I find world moving
And removing
Any doubt
And talk pace about
Poverty is forgotten
Wealth remain ill gotten
Poor suffer more
What to speak therefore?
Yet hands rise for prayers
To seek and utter
In belief for better tomorrow
Kindly lead us and allow
I know all artisans
Who claim to be real human?
Can participate in drive
To help and survive
Let the prayer reach
And come back to teach
About lost messages
That we need to find and follow with this age
wonderful poem Bong Herbert Guitang10 minutes ago Great write Comment +1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let a man turn in to a real man!