Though life be lived between birth and death
We hold it true that this world is not our home
But our assignment to do and do it well.
And we have no intention of leaving it undone.
We'll fight like Knights and soar for heights unseen
Then when the bell tolls, we'll quit; but quit like men
With honor, dignity, and a legacy of integrity.
Leaving it better than we found.
Our only regret is that we have only but one life,
Only one life to live, for the service of God and others.
Yet still, a better world is the gift we'll give to our children
When our time is past and our race is run.
Ogolla Enock,18th April,2022.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem