Who not expose to it,
Can be convinced today...
The value of truth is a treasure not to trade.
Only a few have stumbled upon it.
To be immediately depicted,
As rebels, nonconformists 'or' as mavericks.
Truth doesn't hurt the ones familiar with it.
But discussing its existence quickly offends,
Those who have been told it should be kept hidden.
Who not expose to it,
Can be convinced today...
The value of truth is a gem they should save.
Who today prefers to stay away from reality?
With a hope that truth is just a passing fad,
That they pray everyday will eventually fade.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem