We are there to face
Endless difficulty.
We are facing
Endless difficulty
At every step of life.
Life is not a bed of roses,
It is not a place of dancing
or singing or making merry
And yet, we are here to
Love life with so many reasons
And our love may have no reason.
But we are there to imitate
The sun and declare ourselves
As the descendants.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem