Here is a story,
about Charlie, who grew up poor.
Raised in a homeless shelter in Alabama.
His momma loved him...
She died when he was five.
Raised by a drunk father and a helpful brother.
Charlie began going to school,
there, people were cruel.
Charlie began to cry....thinking this was life.
Flash forward to high school,
his singing talent began to grow.
He sang and sang until he was discovered.
Made albums, won awards, he told his story...
of how he became a star.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem