Every one of their platforms debated,
Are today outdated.
Like a fence that has been removed...
There are those insisting,
To exist within limits as if something to prove.
Rusted are standards,
Longing to be replaced.
And this remains fixed in minds...
As if yesterday has been reborn,
From decades past but today retraced.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem