It's not the fabric.
It is the tampering with the pattern,
To sell it as quality...
That has begun to show an unravelling,
At the seams of a once highly regarded product.
We need those who are competent.
We've already sought the impressive cheap way of doing things.
And look what that has done to our appearance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem