Only life is more like survival
A canoe sailor of slovenly non revival said
A river spaced as it milks its decree
And a brick wall sentiments to sleep on degrees
Like our lord survived and revived
And then devine victory marveled
And He passed ropes and chains of tosser
Singly slumbered not in the same grave
Faith, only if faith is the answer in the sea of light
While dipped and dipped in the mouth of the harder
And struggled with this war of wounds
Under scores and averages the soul excels
The life of survival of pixels in the land
Only Life is more like survival
Concedes the maker of maudivel
The vegetation of a glittered creation
Everything for the actual length of grievation
God stands crowdly there to spill up love
And sees the survivors crying above
And gushes out a super victory
Vindicating upon peace and fight
Only in the life of survival of memories
In the wilderness of animals of tights
Life is only more like survival
And the little salt into solvent upon praises of sucrifice
The Only temple is holy amends
Driven as conquers, tossed unto God's glory.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem