Even fools slowly awakening,
From the errors of their ways.
Should immediately notice the ones,
They attempted to portray as fools.
To betray them.
But never were.
Nor were they connected unconsciously,
To a foolishness to accept being abused.
Only fools believe what they do to others,
Is left to stay on a dead end street.
To leave with no return that is possible.
But time never remains the same unchanged.
Which makes such awakenings,
More difficult to face and admit.
Especially when minds recover,
From their own thoughtlessness.
To discover...
Who had done the tolerating,
Of self-centered errors made.
And time to waste at their expense.
Or have a need to convince fools awakening.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem