Why can't you look on the bright side of life?
'I do.
Whenever I am not skipping over trash.
Or listening to those sermonizing about unity...
As they take hypocritical steps in and out of gutters.
I am fine dealing with the brighter side of life.
But I refuse to be delusional about your reality!
Or fantasize about what I see.
I don't find your garbage acceptable.
Accessible, yes!
Acceptable, no! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem