Never will they come face-to-face
And never will they together praise
All they have in common is the craze
To win the life's neverending race.
Efforts to unite them will go in vain
One will be hurt but both in pain
And they do know there's no gain
Unless they join hands
you'll travel in an undestined train.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem