when and why
must we live and let die
for we dont know what life has in store for us
is it little or is it grand
is it bright or is it dull
but no one can know this until its too late
so just keep going
and life will give you whats next
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very true...its sad how we have to learn the hard way...