If, the cruelest indecessive force
Crowning on top of human race
Only because we give fear an upper edge
And prefer hidden delight though not nice
Failing to cherish with guts what I weave
Even though I might be rejected if truth come
Let me try and see does it work in favor of me
Maybe at this time, it might work by God's grace
Who knows what time has actually for us in store
The glorious gem or imprisonment in dark dungeon here
But still I gather courage to say it someday please...
If is never ending business
So roll on time to encompass
The thing beyond if compass
Rightly landing on biomass
Ruled by humanoid that surpass.
Its a great poem. It is great when a poem inspires another poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful thoughts beautifully conveyed. A pragmatic way to go through life's journey.