You reel in a peaceful
disposition and
calm yourself in the
midst of suspicion.
The time has arrived
for you to take
a stand.
You will not
be treated
less than human.
You have
let it be known
you require respect
and will expect
nothing less.
The shimmering
white light
guides
your path.
You realise
this is
the glow
of truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem