To turn an inherited cesspool,
Into a prize winning Rose garden...
Is going to take a lot of time.
Especially when the users have spent...
Years of squatting to release their excrement.
And just when the scent of Roses,
Can be expected to bloom and be seen?
That depends on those willing to sacrifice...
The relinquishing of their rights,
For an upgrade of their decadent insights.
And for them who have become upset...
This may take decades,
To overhaul their medieval mindsets!
Patience and virtue has not been used...
To develop, protect or cover their assets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A powerful commentary of the need for 'Green' and the sefl-centeredness of manking.....an advocacy in itself..