in a rare moment of clarity
he realized his rise to riches
did not make him wiser
nor less boorish
having seen a vision
of his sole life's revision
life seemed nothing less
than a lie
throwing fortune to the wind
he will begin his life again
among the paupers without friends
once again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice work Faith, you would be amazed just how quickly a turn around can fill up your life again. It is quite liberating to start again, and being poor is not so bad from my experience! but I have great friends. A thought provoking little poem. Have a lovely day, I am, Smiling at you, Tai