With conscious consent we make our charts
stating what will help grow our hearts.
Creating original works of art
we doing something different that sets us apart.
We bring meaning to life in this world of strife.
hoping to improve it and make it bright.
We wage war or bring love and peace
we decide what we are to play in all of this.
We are like infants just learning our way
maybe someday we will look back and say
“What did I learn from doing this deed?
Was there a better way if I had only seen? ”
Nobody to judge except ourselves
not even God would put us in hell.
Be happy for what good you have done
how you brought laughter to the world and made it more fun.
Written by Suzanna Chevalier on May 15,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem