Mind laughing at the foibles of man, watching as nothing gets
done, even though they're talking about what needs to be done.
Not even attempting to move forward or change their futile
patterns in life.
Saddened by their circumstances, yet doing nothing to make
them better.
Expecting others to do for them what they themselves can
actually only do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem