Time goes by
And we read all the words-
The popular words, the disguised words,
Whole burial mounds of words,
Rushing arroyos of words.
Fleeing the truth, chasing the lies,
Hiding the danger with covering smiles,
Clothed now in words, and we move behind
The idiosyncrasies, of mind..
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I would like to translate this poem
This is good and the format is superb. Enjoyed it. Read mine - Time Heals - or better still - Eterenal Grief - Adeline