Understanding is not always easy to come by, it eludes us
many times, especially when it comes to poverty and cruelty
of mankind to each other.
Solitude reaches within and attempts to ease the strain
life causes us, lifting coverlets of eternity in the future.
Showing livid pictures of fracturing minds, due to the
insensitive nature of some people here on earth.
Listening to one another would do greatly to bring an
understanding to one another.
Wonder if any of this will ever happen while I'm alive and
able to understand most things that others cannot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem