All of my prayers have been surely answered, but all that I have done is take it all for granted. How many times must I test my fate, maybe perhaps until I reach those pearley gates? So will I ever learn, and get this stuff straight, or will I continuosely test my own fate? And before I know it, it will be too late, to set things straight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem