Little man child grow up
Stop moaning and feeling sorry for yourself
Remember the world doesn’t owe you anything
You owe it to the world because
You took something from it by your birth
You sit there with dark clouds above your head
Grumbling and thundering
With flashes of anger on your face
And you dare say you have no friends
Little man-child grow up
You wallow in self-pity
Demanding sympathy from folks
Not knowing and never caring
About their woes and sorrows
Thinking only of your little self
Little man-child grow up.
Go out there and be happy
You have got it in yourself to make it happen
Let the God in you come out
And He will be your unwavering guidance
Man, it is up to you to make it
Little man-child grow up
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I would like to translate this poem
Mpho, ' You have got it in yourself to make it happen '! ... your line... not mine, That does not mean that you will! All that say's is that MAY may be there. If you do your proper study, you will find one thing... The ultimate leaders, were never that, as they grew up... and other than the 'Hitlers' of the world! - - - - - - they never really wanted it! How about You! ?