Alas this many days it has been,
I have waited for someone to see clearly.
But it has been much a time since then,
My patience slowly grows more weary.
History has shown me I may not get,
To see my own deeds get some notice,
But yet in time I must not forget,
No one ever praises the un-novice.
They rather not have to comprehend,
something that could be true.
Whilst I retain nothing to defend,
I hope one day they shall gain a clue.
For I still wait to see the day,
People care that greatness can be.
But it not something I can say,
They would only think it is a fantasy.
Hath to accomplish hold no merit,
To legacy that history can cherish.
Like a diamond yet of no karat,
A diamond itself never does perish.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem