A Revisiting To The Sameness
Some grow believing their discoveries,
Have never been revealed to others...
Until they experience to witness them.
And there are those,
Who have already been exposed.
And needing no repeated discoveries.
With the doing the best they can,
To keep themselves from becoming nauseated...
By the ones attempting to make their tour,
Of a revisiting to the sameness fresh...
As if the quality of it has been changed.
'Why are you so anti-social? '
~I'm not anti-social.
I am anti-repetitiveness and its lack of success,
Yet suppresses unnoticed the acceptance of change.
And the effects that it has on growth and progress.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is that directed at me Lawrence? I'd like to think it is; because I like conflict. I have words for you that would be subjected to the word filters here at Nannyhunter. You don't have to read them Lawrence.