If best is possible then good is not enough; is like success being cut to half.
Yes I was born poor but my destiny is to rise, striving to be marketable like a Chinese rice. My God gave me nothing else beside being wise, they look for spots on me they find nothing else beside me being nice. He made me intelligent more than the mice.
Look around, where can my weakness be found?
My creator is Perfect, there is no weakness in Him. I may have weaknesses but they are not mine. The sins I may do they are not mine. Where can my weaknesses be found then?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the intelligent one who knows their own weakness points, accepts them and then tries to overcome them..... God always there to give strength to do that.... So whenever you be with God... you really will feel perfect.... and strong! ! ! ! keep writing......