Suffering, everyday suffering,
I do not know why we experience this feeling.
About hurts and pain,
In this earth in which we are livin’.
Why do we have to be tested?
Is it a curse or a blessing?
Is it for discouragement or strengthening?
Or maybe to know how we will lasted.
Many times I’ve ask myself, why.
Is life fair or deceiving?
Of things that are happening,
In my life I don’t know, why.
Too many questions that need an answer,
Too many things that need an explanation,
Too many times I am confuse,
Too many why’s in my life I’ve used.
(Feb.14,2003)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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