Your life is awful meaningless
And don't try to change my view that
Your life is surely meaningful
When you firmly observe
There's troubles in your everyday
Even
When purpose come sometimes
It whims and caprices don't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the heart and mind
Because
True meaning can be attained
Only if you're born stinking rich
It's not true that meanings exist
I'm sure you can agree that
The reality
Instigate
My critical views
It's all beyond your control
And you'll never in centuries hear me say
Your life is really meaningful
Now read it from bottom to top, the other way,
And see what I really feel about your life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely conceived and written, Olajide. Thanks