Desiring too much pleasures
Dreaming for too much treasures
That’s what people often do
Living their lives to get something
Working for it almost all of the days
Hoping that dreams would come true
That one day they will be sitting
On the golden chair of accolade and praise
And after they reached they goal,
They thought that they gave the whole,
That it’s upon their wisdom
It’s their power that makes it all
But they forgot such an important thing
That is, where did all come from?
Oh, all is nothing without God-
It’s God that works and it is His blessing.
When people get rich, one thing that makes me sad
Is the time when they’ve forgotten to thank God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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