If it becomes acknowledged,
You are that one who gives unconditionally.
And can be depended upon to do it,
As if you have no other reason to live...
Be prepared to be sought and mooched,
By those seeking to squeeze...
Every bit of empathy they can from you to get!
You will be hunted as if to feed a craving,
Needing by some to be immediately fed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem