In places where people have lived to exist,
On myths and delusion and unfulfilled promises...
A truth spoken and direct has adverse affects.
And often results in shouting voices heard in protest.
Especially by those overwhelmed and upset,
Screaming about their entitlements...
They wish kept protected.
And they begin to hum and sing,
The 'overcoming' song.
'Why do they sing that and what is wished to overcome?
What are they overcoming with a wanting to have done?
Truth to speak.
Reality to see.
With a doing to leave their pretentions left to roam free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem