If in the being of yourself,
Has become disliked by someone else...
Why dwell upon it?
The odds are against anyone disliking this,
Sits sulking with a suffering...
From a high self esteem.
Or when seen publicly is exuding,
An over-abundance of self confidence...
Gone unannounced although convincing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem