I have seen the old pretend
That they are still part of the game
To delude themselves
With the work they are still doing
Or just about to do
I have seen the old pretend
That they are still parts of the world
That no longer knows or sees them
Though it may in some cases remember them
I have seen the old pretend
That what they do and they themselves
Still mean something
As I write I pretend my words mean something
And somehow somewhere someone is listening
Who nods their head at being understood
You're right. I am old, and I still pretend that what I do matters. Nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well penned inspiring poem......10+++++