The chasm grows
wider
with every breath
denied
with every effort to
subdue
with every
abomination
someone's eyes
see
someone's heart
seeks
and the legions of
hope
turn away and become
apathy
ignore the opportunities
abstain from perusal
we happily
languish
the legions
regress
and the chasm grows
wider
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
confused- but very common- for someone simple- like me