You aint rich rich
you are
just people people
because that is
just what
you want to be
you aint poor poor
but you are
just a little bit
poorer than me
you are
a world without a shape
a hero without a cape
you say
that you don't fear
nothing
still you carry a gun
that lets me know
that you are afraid
just like everyone
afraid of living
afraid of dying
afraid of laughing
afraid of crying
afraid of everything!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A man is basically driven by his instinct which is toned down by his social orientation. He has fears about his safety and wellbeing in the first place. Thanks.