Awareness falls short of insensitivity, barricading life-
long ambitions behind bars of steel.
Denigrating proclivity for absent prototypes, strung out
on lines across deep ravines.
Carefully avoiding one land bridges so as not to meet
anyone along the way.
Stepping aside, letting big boys play, while little child-
ren slip away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem