Fresh moans to sigh and heard groans,
From younger folks to hear...
Have been handed aged old and remaining,
Unchanged complaints.
And this tells me that the youth of today,
Are also too reliant upon following the path...
Those older but not wise have laid,
To emphasis to those still in their youth...
Not to do what daddy and mommy did.
Because daddy and mommy have stayed kids.
And this is not to pick excuses.
With a sitting to expect empathy.
Since there is too much information,
Available to anyone on a mission to get it.
With wisdom to gain to assist escaping pain.
And mommy and daddy made choices to choose,
To keep wishes to share their aches and pains...
With anyone near who listens.
Even if done to cuss.
And to disrespect everyone,
By shouting their discomforts from a distance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem