All’s well that ends in life well, after all;
Success/failure is predestined by God;
And everytime, God lifts us when we fall;
He gave a unique place to man of Clod.
Our perseverance must be continued;
Our labor must not ever cease on earth;
Our mind, heart, soul must be with God much glued;
With heaven’s blessings, success can’t be dearth.
Failures can come but not for long he life;
Rewards may come or never come up all;
But undeterred man must remain, in strife;
Before he learns to walk, the child will fall!
The fear of god can get man immense bliss;
No man need fear an untimely death’s kiss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem