When something anyone does,
Is made to look easier than what it is...
Everyone will then make a claim,
Of being able to do it better.
Or the one doing it,
Should find something else...
More acceptable and approved,
That others are known to do too.
Time passes on.
And insulting are public comments made.
Rumors persist that one doing something 'easy',
Just sits around doing 'nothing'...
While those spreading gossip are amused by it.
Until a discovery is revealed.
A recognition had been given.
And those who taunted are left with guilt to feel.
The moral of this depiction?
The one feeding on opposition,
May just love the feasting upon it.
To know those serving it have limited lives to live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem