I have finally seen the light.
And the error of my ways.
'Congratulations.
That light and those errors made,
Have only been glaring in your face...
For decades.'
I just didn't see it.
'Now that you see the truth for what it is,
What do you intend to do? '
I had not thought about that yet.
I am still trying to find an appropriate time,
To use my pretentions in a more beneficial way.
They have become too comfortable to abandon.
'Perhaps the light you saw,
Was not that bright? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem