So effectively selective,
Has been the spreading of this disease.
That the 'word' ignorant to suggest,
No longer applies to certain people.
Sad but true is the evidence of it.
Since that would be a step up,
From a mental illness fixed to stay...
Locked into a permanent residency.
And found to be occupying many minds,
Today.
Too many vacancies have been mistaken...
For possibilities to find minds awakened.
But...unfortunate are the discovered results.
Even drying eyes cried can not stop,
What appears to be witnessed!
Distant from wisdom are those on display,
To show it to anyone with this made clear...
Comprehension with a listening to do,
Will never be something,
Those affected with lost choices to choose...
To prove with a thought process removed,
That a desire to understand 'anything' remains.
Or is there left behind,
Promising signs of this existing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem