Why can't I have one more chance
Before I leave this world?
What is it that keeps me from
Happiness, and an indefinite love?
Being barred from it
By an unholy union -
That strangles my being daily?
Where is the justice
I hear about from priests and others?
How come -
I have not been able to find it myself?
Hiding in a corner, looking back at life
In memories untold,
Trying to figure out how I can go back
In time and recreate myself.
Giving self -
A chance that I was never given,
To find a calmer path
Of solace through life.
Finally, just accepting my lot in life,
Knowing well -
It is now too late for me
To begin anew with someone else.
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