I don't know what went wrong.
Suddenly I stop getting letters from my god...
I didn't even found a way to cure.
Suddenly my own people stopped taking my care..
I tried hard to use my wisdom.
But I'm at the door where success couldn't come...
My life is waiting for god to being toss....
Now I cannot rebound quickly from the loss...
Somehow I learn what to do in these thrusts...
Somehow I learned to trust...
And I moved from those scars..
I followed my own stars...
One day I found a miracle...
The messenger of god is being tackled...
He gave me thousands of letters about what to do in bad times.
And the ways to treasure mines...
Don't know what took my attention on that last one..
It included the text
' I'm moving to another one...
Now you are done....'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem