not the one without a cent in his pocket
not the one without a potato on their table
not the one who lost his house to fire
not the one who lost his parents in the war
not the one who did not finish his education
not the one without a job
the poorest of them all is the one without hope.
the one who does not love
the one who has stopped yielding his fruits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem