The greatness of yore,
Just stays in the store,
And someone has yet to find it,
The more we progress,
The darker the mess,
Of what is 'Human Kindness'
As human finesse,
Flew off in distress,
When Present and Past collided!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I cite you here, my dear with a bit different tune, IF I am permitted to do that, my apologies for that now. This poem has greatness of yore that just stays in the store, And someone has yet to find it, ...indeed, so true, I have found this magnificent poem of you! To my eyes an excellent thought-provoking poem. Indeed Zero Progresso, dear great poetess. Thank you for sharing your fascinating thoughts. A 10 Full Score and much much more.