I always keep waiting,
waiting for a call from god.
Why did he give me life?
Why did he sent me to earth?
Why am I a human?
Why not a leaf or a tree?
These questions keep ringing in my mind.
How unlucky I am for being a human.
Life has turned against me,
bad luck and sorrow follows me everywhere.
God please call me to you!
Please take away my life,
I am still waiting for your call...
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I would like to translate this poem
knowing God is calling is a start he is there just open your heart you'll find he has always been there great poem