The fact is here, but neither wants to see
The truth is here, but neither wants to trust
The heart is here, but neither wants to notice
The word is here, but neither wants to point
The reality is here, but neither wants to accept
The answer is here, but neither wants to act
The gate is here, but neither wants to take
The cloud is here, but neither wants to realize
The foul is here, but neither wants to object
The mask is here, but neither wants to crack
The play is here, but neither wants to recognize
The memory is here, but neither wants to keep
The cry is here, but neither wants to dry
The fate is here, but neither wants to face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem