Poem by Chan Mongol
March 25 of 2020
Many don't appreciate others by using finger tips;
To like or appreciate others they dont bother for clicks.
They see you daily in the Pathway by their eyes
But ill minds don't open doors and hide courtesies.
Thieves steal your clientele to conduct own business;
I dislike selfish people and their moral offenses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem