No matter down what path you've trod,
the thing to do is trust in God.
Do every righteous thing you can
until you're buried ‘neath the sod.
Although you're just a mortal man,
you have a heavenly wing span.
Pick up those feet and onward plod,
‘til reunited with your clan.
The first tow lines of this poem, I left as a comment on Zoila's poem. Then I decided that I could expand it into a poem of my own. Thanks, Zoila!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Trust in Almighty God is road to success.5***