When the pains of life pins me to the pable,
and l have none to come to my rescue;
still l rise.
When the sorrows of life saddles me to the sand,
and l have none to console me;
still l rise.
When the agony of life aggravates me to aches,
and l have none to awake my spirit;
still l rise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem... Reminds me of a poem by Maya Angelou Still I rise.