We enter a chapter in history when facing life
Is a greater problem than facing death. And a still more
Frightening problem that we should all join together and sing
Laurels to the life doled out to us.
In my country a dead body narrates better about life than the living.
What can a ship, moving on even keel upon the sea tell us
About the depths and dangers of the ocean or the character of waves?
We should only ask the wrecked ship, washed off to the shore,
To know the real story-