The year drew nigh
With so much left undone
Duty calls forth
But the body is weary
With so much left to think
Yet undecided by many
People drifted off unnoticed
You dream the dreams of many men
But left undecided which to take
Many a days passed by
With so much left undone
You wish it be done
But you fail to step forward
Yet tis' not too late
To step forward
And claim the victory intended for you
If you were to be wise to decide
What you wish for your life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem