The society gave him education,
-a true gift.
But all there is-is frustration.
He thought that success would be swift.
-an empty face- DE motivation.
Success and failure have widen their rift.
Bitterness is read in his eyes.
This world is full of lies.
He is down in a bottomless pit.
And all that he could spit.
-is poison.
Just to teach.
Society a big lesson.
Militia-terror gangs.
Just to ease hunger pangs.
Justification-you took me to school.
Now hand me the money making tool.
But you don't know-
That you should invent
you shouldn't vent
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem