Winking and twinkling in the limelight,
it burns so well as we all try
to remember to keep face
and to emit our, 'grace'.
what ever happened to
the past,
because this present
will be our future very soon.
And all those that believe
in their own deceit
will lose.
...except me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem