Stopping to set limits,
To activities that present...
The coming of unwelcomed events.
Has with it a detriment.
And a price to pay.
Whenever the expense of it,
Is ignored.
Along with the message sent.
Wasted debates over realities,
Will not erase the severity...
Of a diminished quality,
Of life continuing...
Its slide downhill.
And yet,
The cause and reason...
Remains ignored.
To leave unexplored.
'Our debts are astronomical.
And our way of life,
Has lost its quality.
Leaving us with no other,
Alternative but to protest...
For new leadership,
To better represent...
Our interests to protect,
Much more effectively.'
-And, uh...
Who deepened your debts?
Who demanded more credit,
On unpaid loans.
Even though no creditor,
Had receive a payment from you
YET!
And you expect,
Your quality of life...
To remain Unchanged?
And promises of prosperity,
Delivered to you...
As if plucked from trees.
Or pouring rain?
What is it about truth,
That keeps you disbelieving...
The existence of it? -
'Our beliefs to keep,
Has had nothing to do...
With a truth 'you' perceive,
Keeps us deceived.
We are not so easily fooled.
Or deluded.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem