No beginning is easy nor is it destined
It's matter of time and place
As an east wind in a western face
We have to fight for whatever we choose
Whether we win or lose
Some of us have a future already prepared
But those loved by us are the one's that dared
The one's that stare death in the face once a day
The one's that keep fighting till their old and grey
So take heed when they say you'll never win
Never is a long time but you must NEVER give in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is beautiful..........................