Those perceiving,
With beliefs they can isolate themselves...
From threats to detect enemies and terrorists,
They suspect...
Encroaching upon their interests kept.
And...
Have foolishly with insistence remain blinded to facts,
That...
They can live independently with this selfish mindset,
Intact!
To not realize a quality of their lives they value to cherish,
Is dependent upon those they have chosen to detest...
With a disrespecting of what from them they get.
But somehow wish to protect their delusions to feast,
Nonstop!
Yet...
It is the keeping of their delusions,
That provide no peace of mind or time to find rest...
With doors, windows and communicating sensibly,
Senselessly being shut down to block out sanity...
Insanely rejected by their protests.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem