Some say we are believers in a new age
some say it will happen in the millennium.
From what I've seen written on each page,
most of the prophecies had already began.
But if the rest never came true in my lifetime,
I believe I have enough faith to be given
a second chance; to step out into a new land
some travelling pilgrims called it heaven
I am satisfied in whatever realm it stand.
Those who think the world will end in destruction
ask if the prophets and sages have made a mistake,
look beyond the beautiful world into an illusion,
when hearts are broken and the darkest hour awake.
Some people will know enough not to hate,
others will contemplate the demise of their faith
and look for a second chance before it's too late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem