Standing on a mountain
Looking at life
See stupid people
Get out a knife
Just watching people
Waste their life away
Don't they realise
Tomorrows a brand new day
Don't sit there thinking
How you could change everything
Do something about it
Change your life do some re-aranging
Live your life, not in sorrow
There might not be a tomorrow
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I would like to translate this poem
Dear Megan, Yes, there is an inherent aggressive quality to humans, and it seems to come down to what we choose. Phillip