when the shadow was bad
no one see, up above the sky
light was no where to be found,
mind keep giving it hope.
lost shadow keep giving in
the race of life,
black in derp, shade of glory
flashes of nothing buh zero.
hope is willing to come,
yet hope will be back soon
buh I'm I ready? are we ready?
hope with different nature with same style.
men are falling, down the drawn
men can't see the beauty, buh why?
everyone want the same story when no one is ready for the challenge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem