Every tree grows differently,
Even in the forest,
Every person is a World,
From the smallest to the tallest,
Who are we to judge what others,
Do or feel, as if absurd?
Respect the Liberty,
Of our individuality,
That makes us be a Person,
Not just a thing you see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Something too many people forget. Great write!