As these days pass my way,
These days of doubt and strife.
They clearly cry out and say
I must change my life.
Excess must espouse the past
As temperance becomes my guide.
Worth in money will shrink fast
To favor those at my side.
Times may well become worse
As uncertainty and mistrust prevail.
Though there’ll be crises to traverse,
Doing what’s right, I won’t fail.
Success will be what I unite,
Not how much I can divide.
Then I’ll have chosen to live right
A life filled with love and pride.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem