It annoys me when I hear,
People say they must go away...
To another place to get things done.
As if when they arrive at their destinations,
Someone there is awaiting...
To hand to them their lives to live.
And without any effort...
A strolling through an amusement park is welcomed.
For anyone who knows what it takes to initiate a process,
Time must be given to it.
And there will be opposition.
Especially if qualifications are considered.
But there are some who believe,
All they need is to show up.
And the doing of that for many...
This is 'still' a mystery as to how they should proceed,
Even in places they wish to leave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem