Allowed to serve, my beloved fights a
system threatening those without a voice,
I help him with the paperwork, the sparks
in his eyes are meant for the offenders, not
for me, I’m pleased to see his anger abating
as he takes steps to seek redress for his be-
loved sea creatures, the joy of fighting to-
gether against a negative system is binding
us in a new-found camaraderie, a guiding
light for future joy…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice idea