From would be nurses, it only got hate
Promising it was but it fell on a Rock
Optimistic and blossoming with ideas it never saw
when it germinated, a lot would be up
And all looked up to that painstakingly
but none knew the seed would be;
Cast where no life ever sprung!
And now the original dying out, the poor seed is pallid
From where life once spouted, now it only Oozes.
optimists now dismayed and disillusioned
Only left to do none but wonder;
When did a seed ever thrive on a rock-top
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem