When people accept they've been set up,
And question to what degree?
There is nothing that can be said,
To people like this.
They would not recognize an opportunity,
Sitting in front of them as they resist.
People like this,
Look for answers as to why they exist.
And if praying they say is done they do...
As they pursue limitations too?
Something thorough in the mix,
Has them 'consciously' addicted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What ballpark and what game? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?