M-ake your mark,
A-chieving sweet success;
R-each your goal,
S-oaring into happiness.
H-ave to make your mark,
A-ttain your elusive dream;
L-ose not your hope,
L-et it be strong and firm.
O-n twentieth morn of July, the dawn starts to break;
U-nder the wide blue sky, ignore not the chance to take.
P-ray to the Lord God,
E-very day, every night;
A-lthough there are dark hours,
R-ays from above bring
L-ight.
A-im for the bull's eye,
S-nipe at the main target;
U-se your heart and mind,
N-egating doubt and fret.
C-ome to think that life
I-s not a walk in the park;
O-ne divine desire you'll get,
N-ow that you make your mark.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem