It's very natural
Our passing away
We are sorry,
because we can't
More than once
A thousand deaths
No blessings
Nor all the cliches
We could devise
Sing and praise
Redemption and salvation
More than once
Receiving grace perpetually
Sins and hate
Might multiply
Perhaps at first
Twice would be enough
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Second thought is a great thought! Poor man does not understand and suffer all one's life!