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 right.
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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem