There is nothing left one can express,
To a mindset tumbling in outer space...
About the importance of securing one's identity.
And how that connects,
To maintaining one's dignity with a keeping it in place.
Some living their lives on a part-time basis,
Would not understand a full-time commitment.
The thought of it would mean being held accountable.
With a facing of challenges without a single escape.
And without a safety net permitted to catch a heart that breaks.
How can anyone provide rescue,
To someone that argues the values...
Of surrounding themselves in total darkness.
As if to re-enact the living within a womb...
Frightened by the prospects of being shown the light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem