Sincerely and genuinely gathering senses together to
be written into a poem, telling the truth in a life
that has not been touched upon.
Wanting and wondering why it has not been given as
yet, having worked an entire lifetime.
Starting as a child of eleven to work, wondering
why I ended up with nothing but an abundant family.
Others seem to have it all without doing anything
for it, balancing and measuring it against each other.
Seeing that what I have in life is far better than
what others with money and riches have.
Yet, with money, I could help so many people have
better lives also.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem