Oh how I feel the wind tonight
Blowing through my hair
No longer waiting for the fight
For the burden I can’t bare
I wish, my thoughts I could share
And somehow soon I may
Though doing that might not be fair
I will wait for another day
I keep my focus in every way
Though it’s hard and slows me down
And my will I shall obey
Up to my neck, I feel I might drown
Stress has a way of keeping me down
Even though I try to fight Him
I wish a smile could come out of this frown
But my feelings I can’t deny them
To this life I am condemned
Still I shall live it as best I can
And to My life I will defend
For my life is Gods plan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is a curiously strange beast, with no fixed head nor tail nor anything in between that is systematically fixed as well. 'my life is Gods plan' It certainly is... it just follows whether you follow it or not =) -Cheng Zheng