We only have but one life to live
On this Eden, we called Mother Earth
The God who created our heaven and earth
Designed it so pristine from its birth.
The man and woman
And all the living things
Only a living God could create from nothing.
Did God create the bombers?
Or the bombers create their gods?
Our own adversary is no other than our brothers
Poisoned their mind and became evildoers.
How good to breathe and be alive
On this precious, precious earth!
Which envy, enmity, natural calamity
Subdue its natural beauty.
We cannot find peace even in the place of worship
Peace became a piece of broken dreams and hopelessness
For all the loved ones who lost their dearest!
We are a human not heartless monster
We are created in God's image and not of Lucifer
Goodness and not evil are our first blanket cover
We may never understand, but "it's now or never".
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are a human not heartless monster We are created in God's image and not of Lucifer Goodness and not evil are our first blanket cover We may never understand, but " it's now or never" . We are God's image.... beautiful dear poet.. Eden Trinidad