Greatness begins from birth
and the blessings by grace,
the dark days might come
but a light at the end
for destiny can't be changed
only but be delayed
Sorrow and pain are just
but a path way to joy
life is like a cola-nut
it sometimes get bitter
sometimes sweeter
for the creation is but a mystery
He was raised by a loving
and caring parents
thought him all
gave him all ever needed
dramatically, confusion began
as another came asking for her child
The truth prevails at last
for he was swapped from birth
Trauma lives with the mum
day by day in her darkest tunnel
as time passes by
but the light is finally shined
it became brighter
with the joy of reunioring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem