O the planets of the sky!
O the gods of paradise!
I refute, I rebel, I reject thee
Just dare not bar my rise
I don't accept my this plight
I care not what thou desire
Till demise I will surely fight
For the goal I want to acquire
Millions hurdles and defeats
Can break but mortal organs
who cares here of cold or heat?
Oh! I am one among His sons
O So called makers of man's fate!
I challenge I will change this state.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem