If what is depicted is to be adverse,
To my quality of life with a purpose to incite.
But isn't successfully done from my perspective.
Why is it that I can observe clearly,
Those creating those depictions...
With an instigation to perpetrate an implementation,
Of their attempts to manipulate my beliefs?
As if to focus upon this as an accomplishment.
With a determination to deceive what I feel and see,
At their own expense to expose their ignorance.
And I can't be the only one awakening to this awareness.
Are they that desperate to see themselves defeated?
Can people be that unconsious...
With minds so out of control?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem