In this life's endeavors,
One has to bestow favors.
To carry on the balance,
And get survival stance!
Favors maybe variable,
Obedience excuses trouble.
Support earns appreciations;
Honesty suppresses temptations.
Sustaining the balance in life,
Is traverse it to shun any strife?
Like enduring with all tribulations;
Holding on may induces consolations.
There are things we can never defer,
nothing else more we can do but confer.
Neither one controls fate to his advantage,
Problem does come to one's disadvantage.
The least hope we can do is act,
Accept the positive side of the fact.
That man's existence can not be perfected,
Turning point is learning its lessons effected.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well contemplated poem! a great write, a great deal of understanding of human nature...well done