ln life in death
there is a secret to pain and success
because without one there will be no other
its just like having time to think without time to ponder
as one person climbs the ladder one person falls down the hill
as one person is born anothers breath becomes still
as one person finds religion another loses their faith
into the quilt of life and death these events are bound
always near and far waiting to be found
as sure as the sun is it must eventually go down
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem