There is a legacy I am required to make
A legacy I dare not break
If anything, I will die
before I cry.
if Nothing, I must not create
a strait
Forward aimed at my own fate
For that was the last legacy's luxury
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's interestingly cryptic. Most of the new poems have been blatantly about love or depression, good change of pace.