Theres always a flaw we can't get past.
A thing we think is wrong.
Something we try to change real fast.
But later find out is gone.
Theres always a flaw we can't get past.
An obstacle in our day.
Something we will find at last.
Was purposly put that way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good rythm...keep writing...thank you.