Matters not the hand you are dealt;
Don't wish to reshuffle the pack,
Why wish for a re-deal;
It's how you play the hand you're dealt.
No longer hide your scars;
Wear them with pride;
It's the accolade for all you've conquered,
How you rose above the tide.
It's the trials in life;
That make us strong,
It shapes our character,
It's how we learn right from wrong.
Matters not the hand you are dealt;
Don't wish to reshuffle the pack;
Why wish for a re-deal,
It's how you play the hand you're dealt.
Let go of all your troubles;
Let the pain fade away,
Learn how to weather the storm;
Learn how to dance in the rain.
It's not about how hard you fall;
Dust yourself and pick yourself up,
To stand on your feet again;
That's what its all about.
Play it well, the hand you're dealt;
Be the architect of your life,
Take control of the reins;
It may be your last chance.
Rise above every storm;
You have what it takes,
Believe and trust in yourself;
We all had our share of mistakes.
In the yin and yang of life;
Leave no room for the devil,
Stay within the laws of God;
Good will always triumph over evil.
Matters not the hand you are dealt;
Don't wish to reshuffle the pack;
Why wish for a re-deal,
It's how you play the hand you're dealt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is certainly like a game of cards. Your poem is excellent.