Funny the things that thrill us,
And that we want to own,
That become part of our existence,
That we put up on a throne.
Funny how we meet them,
In a book, a film, a poem,
There we find our Heroes,
Made of dreams, not flesh and bone.
Funny how we idealize,
What we cannot be,
Always wanting to be more,
Than our reality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem