Growing and knowing,
Necessary changes have come...
With them done to be made,
Isn't always planned.
Some are left behind to feel... Offended, upset and neglected.
Since those they knew,
Aren't the ones once known...
In schools attended.
Nor do they live lives repeating,
Completed elementary lessons... Learned.
To have moved on.
And this shift in consciousness,
Remains difficult to comprehend...
For the many,
Still with childish minds.
Whining and complaining...
About how others have begun to act,
As if they had forgotten...
Who and how they were 'years' ago!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem