Is anyone ever a total fraud,
—or totally sincere
Is anyone committed beyond mere space,
—to a notion fond and dear
Is anyone ever one hundred percent,
—with subtraction the rule of the day
Is anyone better than what they believe,
—or worse than a moments delay
Is anyone ever truly in charge,
—of that moment that slips through the hand
Is anyone willing to dance beyond hope,
—to a melody lost by the band
Is anyone chosen from those who are not,
—or entitled to what can't be earned
Is anyone welcomed straight into the light,
—on a path where all others have turned
(Airplane-Las Vegas To Philadelphia: January,2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem