The concept of forever is nothing but a fable
The thought of eternity is for the master of an angel
To stake anything on it would be simply a mere gamble
For man to rely on it would make his world crumble
Seizing the moment would make any man noble
Living every second would forgive Cain and save Abel
Thinking anything else is nothing but a mumble
In this mindset, you put down your pistol and your rifle
One becomes a visionary with eyes of an eagle
It is not only for heroes, nor even an idol
The only thing one needs to know is that everyone is able
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem