I tripped the last time you pushed me, somehow I was able to catch myself able to take control, I'f you continue to push me I may lose this control and fall, I'f you wish me to fall; I will fall, and you are strong enough to overtake me, if I was to falter.Perhaps you do not understand, to the full extent, of what this means to me, each time you push me, make me stumble, cause me to fall.
In my life I seek a path; I sometimes feel a cold hand pushing me to the unknown.I try to find my way back, the safe path that I took, but find myself in darkness on the way home. Then I finally realize that what is causing me to fall,
without my cane, I stumble I fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem