Are you one of the many...
Searching for a sanctuary,
To protect as best as possible...
What is left of your sanity?
And you have found you have begun,
To sacrifice the getting of sleep?
Good luck and may the force be with you,
With a keeping of that as your mission.
And an aspect never to leave your mind,
As the most wanted thing you wish today...
To welcome as realized,
No matter how bleak the odds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem