A striking reminder of how it could be
Passed through a dream and in my memory
I saw several images passing through time
But none of them matched with these feelings of mine
And though I am made of more purposeful things
I wished for success and the money it brings
And if money is evil and time moves at pace
On reflection I'll dream, and leave success in its place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem