Tell me what’s real tell me what’s fake tell me how can I help the world
where do I relate I don’t want to slip up and make the wrong decision
by mistake because the world is on my shoulders and there’s so much
more in stake I always felt as if I was destined for something great so
through words life’s meaning I translate reiterate
Brainwashing you all until you finally understand I’m trying to grab your
attention your attention we need to expand
This is so cliché but look through another’s eyes walk in another’s
shoes feel pain as another cries and I’m unsure how to help the world
but with poetry I improvise I’m a lyrical messenger sent here only to
apprise
Notify you all of the situation still confused my words will paint an
illustration poverty corruption ending civilization families losing they
homes where they try to build foundation decide between bills or food
just creates more frustration still can’t fathom well then use your
imagination
While I use these words as my tools trying to help us rebuild cleaning
up the mess that we previously spilled but to many dreams and wishes
have gone unfulfilled and as the hope goes down I can see my breathe
chilled
Because so many people have grown cold that world is now
conceited
and it may be only me to give help where it’s needed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem