When the world seems to be coming to a close and all hope of ever redeeming what was once had,
when the next moment will result in a sweet light dose,
one can just remember to look in between the lines.
Deeper.
To find that ultra fine print that reads
'you are worth it, don't compromise'
hidden amongst a sea of lies.
That sea turns into an ocean, and with every ocean there are more and more lies but carry just a ditty bag of
words like 'can' and 'do'.
Although small, the words grew. And grew. And grew.
Until they became whole thoughts that translate into the language of conscience. And take over the bodies of people and create doers not seers.
These are the people that change the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem