I credit Macbeth's famous monologue
And Sir Thomas Munro's Utopia.
But I want to say my piece.
Yesterday, yesterday and the day-before,
Crept in this hectic pace into the Past,
To the last syllable of recorded chronicles,
While all our tomorrows were lighting fools
To Now, this multi-diverse Present tense.
Out, out, thou long-enduring Light-Emitting Diode;
Thou art, after all, a narrow-focus ‘illuminator'.
Even a candle can shed its tender beams around.
You are for Utopians afloat on their own Cloud Nine,
Or disillusioned cynics who have grown Dystopian.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
3G - A good gramarian gratitude.