The price we pay, they never dare say
The sacrifices we make will be rewarded someday. So they say.
"How are you today? "
"Okay" you say...
Neither great nor grateful, just okay
This day, really, is no different from yesterday.
A luxurious view afforded to you,
Soon to be realized as no experience too new.
"Oh but how I wish you really knew."
A stroll on the beach your minds ponders
Yes....? No....Maybe tomorrow
As life on the express lane battles wind and waves
Your soul yearns for your childlike ways.
But you dare not leave and you dare not wander,
For this corporate world, knows no slumber.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem