how i wish to see that day
when my dreams will come to stay
and my aims will never be astray
a day my visions will lay
eggs that will always portray
the glory of not still being a prey
but my pessimism always hang around
as i fear that my hopes will be on the wound
and my yearnings, never found
my anticipations might be trampled on the ground
and my life could be out of bounds
it all depends on what today i bring forth
and the optimisms that fill my thought
all to meet the day that never seem to appear
and for the future that is blur
so that i will not be at the rear
if tomorrow ever comes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem