World is getting hot
Blood is running cold
Movies get bold
People are growing old
Many die trying to unfold
Their stories never told
I think we are selling our souls
Loved your concern for the untold stories of many people around us, their efforts in trying to bring them to the public. Practically speaking we are under-selling our souls. We never acknowledge its presence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very few stories get told. Many of them fade and die within the confines of the narrators...stories never to be told!