To Keanu Reeves - translated by my son

Keanu, please accept my greetings
From world, where everyone knows you.
You conquered all the peaks of glory,
And made the boldest dreams come true.

I doubt that you will see this poem,
For everyone you are praised by.
You are a living role model,
The light of beacon in the night.

But the Olympus has it different -
Some bow to money, some to fame.
The vow of kindness they’ve forgotten.
A few are driven by His Name.

You too, would be caressed and flattered,
Bohemia and serving men.
Among the women, good and better,
You’re free to choose, both now and then.

But with your life so unpretentious,
You taught us modesty first-hand
To be bestowed with the Light’s blessing
The path of right’s not to be bent.

Reminded us of the important –
There’s moth and rust, and thieves who steal.
The gold’s exaggerated value
That burns the hearts of people still.

You’re fighting in two worlds with violence,
Irreconcilable at that.
But life’s the most important battle
You’d won already years back.

The Warrior of Faith, one’s honor
To fight together next to you.
The ones who stand for all the right,
Should know, that the respect is due.

For all the gifts, the care you give,
The call for goodness, soul tear.
From all the people loving God,
I give a bow to you, sincere.