We live our life
the hero of our tale.
We suffer, conquer
as we face our lot.
We try to write our script,
perform our plot,
and sometimes we succeed,
sometimes we fail.
We make mistakes.
Our innocence is scorned.
Each action
has a consequence to face.
What's gained
if we don't try
and risk disgrace?
Be careful what you wish for
we are warned.
Each dream's adventure
is a fantasy.
I am the hero.
I too am the foe.
As every aspect
is some part of me,
my shadow self knows
what I ought to know.
Be careful what you dread.
You'll summon near
the very obstacle
that you most fear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem