I always calculate my jumps
On my motorcycle over cars and humps
I know the speed and the ramp angle
I have crashed and the odd motorcycle I mangle
It's exciting for the crowd and the adrenalin is high
I leave the ramp and fly through the sky
How many broken bones they asked me
Well you see I stopped counting at twenty three!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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I would like to translate this poem
The old saying goes If you fall down you get back up. I believe in self evolving, As long as we as individuals and People continue to climb and aim for success we can get through any hurdle or obstacle in our way. We are built to succeed.