An idea knocks on the back door
And slowly move to the front
Some release it into the wild
Others hold it inside in fear of death
For both some and others
An idea can give fame
Or hang them in shame
An idea can move a nation to success
Or burn it to the ground in failure
In good and bad
An idea comes to everyone and anyone
Who is no one and someone
An idea without action is not an idea
Ideas speak to the mind and body
They open doors
They light up the mind to possibilities
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem