The woman downstairs sat on her knees
and prayed to be heard.
Now at age forty, with her working hands dirty
She just couldn't go on anymore.
The man upstairs heard her cries
and kneeled down to her to speak
He spoke to her and told her the words
You must go on for your daughter and son.
unfinished...feed back please so far
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem