Invigorated we laid 
In hurry to beseech the promise land
We band and match in troops
In search of holiness 
Leaving our children
And belongings behind
While head to the wonderland 
Our hope we buried on Calvary
In wait for the Soldiers of Christ 
With magic wands in their tongue
Telling the tales of fate 
To help define our destinies
A quest for a sign of relief
Has taken us miles 
Throwing food and meats behind
Starving so our suffering could get solved 
Far beyond our existence 
Our safety they once assured
In the road that seems so narrow
Gifts of flesh we placed on isolation
While peep the righteous path
Living like one that know no sin
Stampede we laid 
In front of the universe 
Chanting tones of tongues
The voice of various tribes
Longing for the Most high
On the cause to get revived 
Our faith remain on traces 
Reaching the borderline 
Where miracle is mined
Doing the will of men 
In the sight of God                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    