The sea won’t come to us
To cool down our thirst
The stars won’t fall for us
To shine on us
The future won’t speak to us
To warn us
The emptiness won’t show us
That it needs to be filled
The sun won’t rise before it’s time
To shine-on on our sorrows
The solutions won’t come to us
To solve our problems
The intelligence won’t be thrust upon us
To make us greater
The dreams won’t let us wonder
In them to take us away from ourselves
The truth of kindness won’t
Open-up by itself
To make us clearer
And all we have to do is
Stand up for ourselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem