The Song I Sing

My mind flies at the speed of light Towards the eternal; to sing its glory and Those who are evil, to give them A big bite. To praise its divine power; by which The sun rises and goes down The river flows in full suing In village and town. To praise the power and the grace; By which human is blessed And the living creatures with such a variety So nicely placed. Sometimes my mind flies in grief Watching the pain of the people I can't utter a word in my Lip! I make the revolt against the giants To jump over them by the black & white Paints. My mind flies with the beauty of nature I paint its glory and The history of pollution of this Wonderful feature. I sing the song of the triumph of humanity I fly sharply by the speed of horses To remember human their power; And their ability. Those who are orphaned and the Proletarian Brought up in the streets and lanes I love them and keep mine along with Them. It is my great fate that the Almighty God Has been engaged me in this direction To spread the knowledge and wisdom Towards the humanity; as quick as I can I think mine blessed and I don't waste time to pay Attention.