Looking into years at my actions and activities
I am happy having encountered at my teens
Certain peculiar pathway and parental saw
Whereby have made me in good stead to be
Standing where my mates of lesser privilege
Have faltered and most others who though
Have the means to have bit by bit, climb to crest
Have not been able to reap such beneficial fruits
For they remain reeling in recurring seas of vanity
And never being able to conceive of an alternative;
That is solely of youth youthful to proper adulthood:
I dare say only good nurture cultivate true adulthood
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem