As Humans,
We don't get along,
We don't sing the same song,
We don't fight the same fights,
We are Individuals,
No 2 of us alike,
No thinking as another,
For our likes and dislikes.
The Future?
Will it be bright?
The Human Enigma,
Psychological fright,
Mysterious insight,
Forever at fight,
We Are Individuals,
And as such,
We have certain rights,
But be careful, don't come close
Because most of the time we bite!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A succinct and accurate comment on the plight of humanity! Like Sandra Feldman's poetry as a rule- this one has the ring of truth.