Aware of what you can see
When you're tolerant
A man told an angry man
That what might be isn't.
Thinking it shouldn't be
But sure that it is,
The man kept on
With his angry spree.
One day in a downpour
What was isn't,
What might be isn't,
What is is is.
No matter how good a liar is, one day his lies catch up with him especially if he can't tell reality from fiction.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant....I like your candid expression dear poet....5 stars