Life comes with its price;
Your choice has its offer.
We wish for the best;
We live to achieve our quest;
Yet we forget;
Our deeds determine;
The gains of our conquest.
Life teases us;
It stares at our faces.
Ready and willing to pay us
Assuring mankind;
Every effect bears a cause.
After it fails out,
We cry out,
Bitterly, we lament;
Life is indeed unfair!
The heart of Life bleeds;
He understands not;
Why is he blamed?
He voices out loud,
Blame me not!
But your decisions.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA-KOMLA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yet we forget; with the rising tides of life. Nice work.