Reaching for the golden coins of supposed life,
realizing there aren't any, they are just a
fairy tale told by those who have everything.
Taunting those who have nothing in life, playing
a game of Russian roulette with other people's
lives and never with their own.
Protecting themselves with their own riches and
fame, living in a fantasy world they're made to
keep their ideas alive.
Yet when death comes to take them, all will be
lost with their last breath expiring and their
lives succumbing to death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem