a young boy runs
he runs alone
once,
once he was not alone
once he had friends who ran with him
now he runs from them
they gave in to....
they gave into societies hate
this young boy is different
for that he has been vilified
for that he runs
he runs and runs
dreaming of the day
when he wont have to run anymore
fearful of the day that he wont have to run anymore
so for that fear and for that want
he pushes his legs his body to his limits
he forces himself onwards
running forever because f societies misguided grievances.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem