Destiny
Who conceives you?
Who assigns you?
Some call you divine and some call you malicious
You are the fate of the believer
Destiny
A masterpiece you are
A product of conviction
Your work is remarkable
Some outstanding and some atrocious
Destiny
Called to give purpose to the purposeless
Answer what fails the wisest of them all
Uplift the spirit of the broken
You are the intention of a zealous spirit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem