Trusting in wishes to come true,
Is not the same as embracing a truth that exists.
A long time ago I discovered this.
I've noticed those of strong work ethics,
Were often those who boldly spoke...
And walked with a pride.
I've also noticed those believing they were owed,
For the lives they chose to live...
Complained and leeched a lot.
Many are not prepared,
To take that tour through the trees...
On paths independently taken.
To be alone without a masking of their fears.
Or hear the rustling of the leaves,
As the breezes blow to make sounds unheard before.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem