It's confusing to think
Of how much does faith mean in my life
I wake up in a cell with straw and dirt but I'm undaunted.
And I will tell you about my strife.
It's a mad year when Romans ruled the world.
Sicarius rule the streets and the rebellions did they own
With no honest word
Till a man changed Israel's face alone.
I'm just am innocent little teenager with a conscience
To boot in the world
After all, strong may appear a word
With strong sensible sense.
You don't know memories come
And fade
With joy, sorrow and fun
As I face every stride and of life I take.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Faith is acting on what you believe. Faith Keeps Those That Keep The Faith - Mother Teresa. Learning to take things in ones stride is one of the secrets of survival in life. A nice poem written with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.