Sometimes when I encounter selfish parents,
My heart flames with fury
Their eyes can reach other continents
Their own children, they cannot see
My heart flames with fury
My mind lives in wonder
Their own children, they cannot see
As the closest slaves of hunger
My mind lives in wonder
What's wrong with these human beings?
As the closest slaves of hunger,
I question their existence!
What's wrong with these human beings?
Their eyes can reach other continents
I question their existence!
Sometimes when I encounter selfish parents
good one - and i liked the idea, pg 52 of your favourite book - good, keep the ink flowing!
A gratitude for your encouragement 'cause I always think my writing sucks which prevents me from putting down on a paper some ideas that comes in my mind.
'Sometimes when I encounter selfish parents, My heart flames with fury Their eyes can reach other continents Their own children, they cannot see' loved the first stanza especially
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
they're universal people they weren't treated right when they were growing up