This poem was written several years ago, I was very young, quite a teenager, just developing a philosphy of life, but this remains a favorite.
We light a candle, we see the darkness around We feel the silence, after we hear a sound We drink a drop of water and realize our thirst We come second in a race and want to be the first
We perceive our ignorance after reading a page We say ‘Youth is precious’ when we reach old age We see our fortunes when a beggar cries We recognize a genius after he dies
We think of our happy moments as we shed a tear We sense our loneliness when a friend stands near We become patriotic after leaving our nation We commit a sin and speak of salvation
We trigger war and for peace we pray Only at night, we realize - the end of a day
I have always wondered why we are so slow to understand, to see the value of what we have lost. Maybe there's something wrong with the human race... we need group therapy, where the group is the whole world.
Well expressed, Saberi.
Axilea
Reviewed by David Perry (Reader)
Reviewed on September 24, 2007
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This exceptional book, Celebrating the Gift of Being Alive, has the perfect thoughts and words for birthdays, graduations, engagements, marriages, and any life celebration or family tradition.
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Well expressed, Saberi.
Axilea
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