Comes a raw personality starting
A young charismatic evolving slow
Attracting attention wherever he may go
As a product of chance
He lets them all
Lead him into a trance
He takes all he couldn't read
New into a system so full of complications
Struggling to get to grips
Of a society he tries to slip
Only he himself he is not losing
When he finds others are only using
The best of his proficiency
Abhorrent to there cause
His life becomes a pause
Refreshing his mind
He returns as someone
Not that daunt
And pushes all the buttons
For the losers to jaunt
Correctively he paves his way
Now his personality no one can play
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A case of the uncontained desperately looking for containment? . I love your poetry very realistic. Kind regards Aine