What Man Makes Is My Last Concern

Oh, man !  
 
Half of my life in the mountain  
in the forests and the pastures  
in the wild, i learned to be wise  
where i herd sheep and goat  
they are my main subject  
 
I may be concerned when a goat strays  
leaves the flock and becomes rebellious  
i may be concerned when a sheep won't eat  
while the grass is mellow, tall and thick  
 
I may be even get completely intrigued  
if my herd won't advance and denies bleating  
or my dog follows a pack of hounds and flees  
if ever a sheep disobeys my command  
he will happily be my dinner tonight....  
 
Man is always my last concern:''.....  
Nature, music and what follows  
lessons rehearsed in the forest's school  
chiseled deeply, in the mountains' shrine  
 
Man is my last concern,'' his wars, his killings ''  
his plots, his fake, his infidelity, his dishonesty  
his lies, his useless cries, his pitiful complains  
and far-fetched alibis, and apologizes  
his heresy, his evil ways; his rare sobriety,  
his stupidity, even though well learned, alas !!!  
 
For all this man is always my last concern....  
because, he unfortunately, never changes,.  
once man changes for good, he won't then  
pass by me like a wind.........  
 
''-hundreds of people enter your life, but they never enter your heart''  
''You befriend so many people, but when they live, you feel too much comfortable''  
 
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-'' when man leaves the human principles, then he is everybody's last  concern "