Time cannot be erased or sped up, it merely is a part of all
our worlds no matter what creed, nationality or color we are.
All of humanity holds the key to an after-life, we all must
work together to find it in order to get to heaven.
Holding onto dreams of the future we keep life steady here
on earth until we put the pieces together when dying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem