You decides, we adhere, bound to act
You make choices, we accepts without question
We likes, inviting thee to our woes
To be made good we expect in our submissions
We are just like birds tries to fly
The moments of life we part with our dear ones
How the world works as a whole can't imagine
You can make your decisions, at your own will
Wonderful the goings on, we knew but a little late
We invite your blessings to correct the mistakes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To correct our mistakes on earth. Thanks for sharing.