From an egg one hatches.
And what appears is born.
Growth is expected.
And life goes on.
Experiences come.
Knowledge is obtained.
A sharing is learned...
With comprehension maintained.
Although...
Some gifted with birth,
Choose a worthlessness to serve.
And they believe what is given,
To them is deserved.
So they wait...
To see what is being delivered on a plate.
And complain if what is presented,
Does not meet 'their' expectations.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem