While i was on stage,
I received a wonderful message,
long enough as a passage,
saying that poets/poetess in danger.
As they think too much,
nothing they can match,
problem solvers of every each,
Finding, calculating and revealing problems.
they forget themselves,
for the World to save,
looks crazy the way they behave,
finding solutions for the World mistakes.
That massage came from me,
the inner part soul of me,
telling the poets and poetess,
your efforts won't die in vein.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem