If I attempted to please...
I would leave nothing accomplished.
Nothing that would satisfy my urge,
To leave something that validates...
The steps I placed here on Earth.
And that is more important to me,
Than jumping over fences.
Or feeding the whims of those who plead,
Of a need for attention they seldom get.
And many are only here for that purpose to experience.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem