Sliding into the denizens of yesterday, being puzzled
by it's many incomplete things that where never even
finished or accomplished.
Self-confidence non-existent, ego having gotten too
bloated, taking over and frustrating the beauty of
innocence.
Turning into a braggart with nothing to show for a
life that is almost over, telling others how great
they are, everyone knowing they're not!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome.......Ego is the greatest enemy of self and human-race......Pride is difficult to handle, very well said...I liked it