When you hold your head up high
I see it in your eyes
You want to say goodbye
Your ego persuades you to
embark on this smoky trip
If only you know how I feel
Your selfishness I spelt
While the ice awaits to melt
Be careful you might slip
They shall all weep
Why wash away on me now
Tears of sorrow
When there is always tomorrow
Narrow roads
Wrong paths
Why take away
What’s not yours
Think again
While it rains
Think again
You can still control your brain
from going completely insane
Think again about a white dove
Think again about all the love
That is still out there
Waiting to be showered on you
I truly care
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
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I would like to translate this poem
this is a good poem it really got to me and it made me think outside the box on how the workld is