There are a few days left,
To experience unabridged sanity...
Folks.
A desperation to free oneself,
Of any accountability has begun,
To provoke.
And protestors everywhere,
Wish to invoke the notion of irresponsibility...
With jokes told on others.
But their eyes are the ones filled with tears.
Yes their eyes are the ones beginning to clear,
To see their own misdeeds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem