What is there in me
That wants to command
Without much ado
Tell you what to do
That same force
Tells another, what to do
Will refuse, to listen and agree
For the power of Will
With a will, to power
Of destiny and fate
Fooled into a state
It makes any difference
To Miss Fortune
And Lady Luck
Still to command
Seems better than
Listening to mother
Or any other
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem