If I could try again being
Without a home and without friends,
To embark on a clearer yearning,
Careering up the greatest heights.
Then descend again and come to view,
All the world with all its glory,
Looking out for the people I once knew,
To tell them about this new story.
If I could try again to rise above
All the hurts and all the pain,
And have a chance to live and know how to love
With the experience I have gain.
If time could stay awhile behind the brilliant mind,
For just a moment longer in recline,
And faith takes me to my destiny where I could find
The errors made that were all mine.
With power to change the ambiance governing
The disappointment and solemn cries,
Hearing the hungry people crying
And their prayers flying into the brilliant skies.
If I can be anything by correcting some-things
And see courage within the freedom to win,
A cheer high in the air spreading its wings
Endearing far above the enemies aim.
I would gather up all the fragments and wait
For God to hang the pieces soaring on the clouds
Near the gates in a world filled with so much hate
Seeking to understand mankind and his deeds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem