Invigorated we laid
In hurry to beseech the promise land
We band and match in troops
In search of holiness
Leaving our children
And belongings behind
While head to the wonderland
Our hope we buried on Calvary
In wait for the Soldiers of Christ
With magic wands in their tongue
Telling the tales of fate
To help define our destinies
A quest for a sign of relief
Has taken us miles
Throwing food and meats behind
Starving so our suffering could get solved
Far beyond our existence
Our safety they once assured
In the road that seems so narrow
Gifts of flesh we placed on isolation
While peep the righteous path
Living like one that know no sin
Stampede we laid
In front of the universe
Chanting tones of tongues
The voice of various tribes
Longing for the Most high
On the cause to get revived
Our faith remain on traces
Reaching the borderline
Where miracle is mined
Doing the will of men
In the sight of God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem