I feel obligated to provide a presence,
To prove to those also dedicated to a cause...
That their efforts are not futile,
Inspite of the obstacles they live to remove.
Inspite of those decisions and choices we choose.
Too many lose when sitting to think of a quick access,
Just to impress...
Someone else with a pumping up of a chest.
To then feel an emptiness left addressed,
That leaves them alone to condone depression.
The work and the deed that comforts one and pleases,
Is a mindest difficult to embrace as a destination.
During these challenging and changing times.
But each of us are faced with a path to master.
To leave behind fears and doubts to overcome them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem