(or die trying
but think-
(if it was that hard
would the benefits
(be benefits at all?
or would it all be meaningless?
(to die is to give up
if you die
(you haven't tried hard enough
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Birth and death are not in our hands. It is God's will that we come and go. God sent us to this earth not just to die, but to fulfill His mission-this mission of loving others as we love ourselves and doing good actions until death. God loves those who love their fellowmen.