Ours were willed to fate and faith
Others came as though we came
Like those fallen bricks of hope
Come let us sit and sing aloud
If only our voices can be heard
They world will some day understand
We never stand nor walk alone
Humanity gave us eternity
For in mortality comes our immortality
Then we fly above the staircase of time
If I ever made it through these mud
It is not because I am lust and lost
But for the love I treasure for you
Some day you will come to understand
It was priceless and never bought
There is hope when we sing together
When our voices are heard in the echoes
There is hope when we sing together // o there is still the hope which maketh wait and alive for re-union in the pure bud of love! !
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I would like to translate this poem
Keep thriving and be hopeful. Beautiful one by Onoja. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole