No one should live,
Awaiting for a decision...
Someone else makes,
As to which direction they should take.
Yet so many do wait,
In the belief their best interests...
Are at the top of somebody else's list.
Only to discover,
Benefits for them do not exist.
Or are they remembered,
By anyone to have made any promises.
'Why are they protesting,
With the singing of that same song? '
~They are hoping one day,
To 'overcome' being ignored.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem