Some may ask if I'm taking space
from the ones that best reflect
what it is to be recognized
with a validity set for sacred gaze
identity defined by the bounds
clearly broken by their narrative
an extreme that none contest
when presented to the whole
these avatars set to illustrate
permission given to claim a prize
while the rest are declared
defective by cold comparison
pretenders to the holy crown
desiring glory not their own
this is the cry from the ones
promoting pride in the extreme
paragons of the standard's mark
illustrating the desired height
tend the gate through which all pass
before identity is applied
lest the dialogue of the whole
be distracted from the flow
of the deserved hoist above
this lost soul not confirmed.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20190706.
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I would like to translate this poem
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