We are living in a life of lies
Realizing only when time flies
Meeting standards set by few
Only true pleasure seekers knew
That money is not only what matters here
Spending it to make the emptiness disappear
The struggle goes on forever
Never satisfied whatsoever
Spending all precious time to earn
Never realizing the day we'll return
We'll be leaving everything behind
Only our deeds will remain in mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful.. :) its so much a coincident that I wrote a peom title Disgusting lies.. I guess great minds think alike, and this here is super reflectional, written with much caution. Welldone...