Was the first battle won by us?
We took the form of human being,
Came into light from darkness,
Struggled, perspired, earned, spent,
Waited for the final call.
And called the life a success.
Certainly a selfish life
we led,
It had never been a successful one,
Did we ever wipe the tears of the poor wretches?
Did we ever try to make the world
A better place to live?
Did we ever follow the guidelines of our conscience?
Did we not breach the Divine Law?
Then why should we call our lives
a success?
We lost the last and the final battle too,
We are losers.
It is very serious poem, talking about wat is going on tis days but there r some ppl who really care, well write dear, intersting poem
It is an interesting, very serious, consideration. One thing it brought to mind is that even if we DID fulfill the exemplary second half of this poem, the Lord said still....'when ye shall have done all these things which are commanded you say, we are unprofitable servants, for we have done that which is our duty to do.' So that we are almost losers anyway, you know? I then think truly we only win when God saves us and causes us to be found in Christ Who alone won....never ourselves or any but vain glory to ourselves. Again, it is a very serious consideration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think we are not losers until we give up. but we are born to struggle and fight. and so will we do.