You know those at school
who stand as a croud
glaring at those
who are victims
of those who are avoided,
insulted, and humiliated.
Who stand by
and mind what is theirs
and not others.
But are still avoided,
insulted and humiliated,
by those who stand
in a croud
a plague
of custom
while someone
stands out of the plague
which gives
those in the croud
the opportunity
to avoid, insult, and humiliate
the victims.
But when
the victims
put in little effort
to stand for their self-estem
get trampled, avoided, insulted, and humiliated
infront of those
who stand in a croud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That poem was good. I liked the depressing theme in it. Of course, I would. :)