Rushing to meet deadlines of other people's desires, leaving
your own by the wayside, even when they are more important.
An insidious reality of those who feel they are above us in
the scheme of things, leaving aside facts that every individual
has their own identity and desire that also needs to be
attended to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem on humanity a beautiful poem Rushing to meet deadlines of other people's desires lovely Rose thank you