Who cheers the staggering cheetah's zest
He is just a cub in pain
Who says the mumbling clouds would rain
When all we guess, is just a quest
An egg was laying motionless
Within the pain of time in quest
When eagles wonder wings obtain
A cheering symbol as the best
Roses suck the filthy mess
When buried in the soil of pain
Soon their petals show the gain
A loving symbol with a zest
When nature sees the hidden zest
That lies beneath the surfaced test
All we fear begins to wane
When natures best grow in pain
A love that sees beyond the rest
When all is hid behind the test
Will know the joy that will not wane
When natures best grow in pain.
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I would like to translate this poem
good one Johnson, i also write some pain poems, have a look....