When success and failure clash and collide
Destiny chooses only one side
When light fights to flash it ray
The coming of the sun makes it a futile day.
When heaven fails to open it gate
The journey could be short, but you’re late.
When the bliss of calling beats it aim
It becomes a thing to blame
When my life fights and wins no wrestle
My soul fails to battle
If it’s from me, this fighter would show it strength
Then the journey has to elongate it length.
If to every, life is a battle field
Then I’ll have to put on mine and shield.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem