Why do people believe that someone
Will come to catch them when they fall?
When in their minds they know
That it won't happen at all?
Why do people try to find a hero
That will solve all their troubles and woe,
How hard will they try to understand?
Something that's not there and will not show?
When will people stop depending on
Someone who will never come?
Why do people just sit around
Hoping for something that will never come?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem