These were darker days with darker evil experience
With high hope, I rolled in school, I did not finish the course
This was my first foolish failure that never discourage me
These were darker days with darker evil experiences
The war raged, I jointed intifada, we did not win militarily
This was my second foolish failure that gave me bitter feeling
These were darker days with darker oil experiences
I got odd job, left it without a coin in my hands
This was my third foolish failure that hurted my heart
These were darker days with darker evil experiences
I got a girl friend I was told “no dog faster care another dog”
This was fourth foolish failure that made me think suicide.
These were darker days with darker evil experiences
I borrowed money to run a business, it failed
This was fifth foolish failure that drove my friends away.
These were darker day with darker evil experiences
I made a plight to all, all people were helpless to me
This was my sixth foolish failure that made me hate world
And I asked my self “ what shall I do next”?
And I went to bed, covered myself with blanket
When I woke up at midnight I saw a writing
In golden letters shinning in darkness, it reads
“fail sixth time, plan seventh time”
“failure number six: Success number Seven”
I made my seventh plan in the morning, I succeeded
And forgotten the past I am happy now and feel as it I never gone through hard times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem