Some don't know any better,
some just choose the long road
despite its hardship.
Gravel has a certain appeal
that diamonds never could.
There's an honesty and truth
to its raw form.
No flashy, false exteriors-
just honesty and truth in grit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That just sums up how I'm feeling :) I'd rather have grit than diamonds any day of the week.