Not Caring One Iota Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Not Caring One Iota
Living in an emotional period of time, filled with many
evils and corrupt people trying to take away what we
have lived and worked for all our lives.
Feeling entitled selfishly, not caring one iota about any-
one else in this world, transparent curtains that cannot
be seen through for all the lies and illusions are clouding
the fiber and material they are made of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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