Too many travel with weighted backs.
Too many are the torn and broken hearts...
Packaging despair to carry.
Too many are wrapped tightly...
With suspicous unnecessary needs.
To behold in their grasp.
Leaving their wants and desires behind them.
Instead of unloading themselves from sorrows.
Many have allowed too long to last.
And...
Determining to maintain faith.
Determining to maintain faith.
Determining to maintain faith,
That's kept unshakable.
With a removing of those shackles borrowed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem