Listening to this twenty-five year old woman, thinking
back to my own childhood, the freedom we had to think
and grow intellectually, developing our innate talents.
Seeing vividly, the absence of creativity in these
socialist countries falling along the wayside, not ever
encouraged to develop their own innate talents.
How sad that truly is, people being stifled at very
young ages, so they will not go against the government
as they get older, such an inhumane way of killing the
human spirit purposely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem