Inside of this vehicle I am,
Fueled to allow me to drive...
To maneuver through obstacles experienced,
We have come to accept and call life.
And to do this right is the objective.
Although blinded perceptions,
May bring regretful limitation...
To obscure what is envisioned.
Continuing until it is finished,
We keep a faith and entitled that bravery.
Hoping to make less mistakes,
No matter what it takes to initially face them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem