never heard,
Yet,
always seen,
never thought,
Yet,
always believed,
an Idea so profound,
so unfathomable,
it is rejected,
and instead of being destroyed,
as intended by its nay sayers,
it burns so much brighter,
like a bonfire fueled by gasoline,
burning fiercely for one monumental second,
then discharging itself into the eyes and ears of the masses
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem