Too much time had been spent,
In disqualifying the achievements...
Of those who had been ready,
To expose their loyalty and dedication.
Now that the years have decayed the spark...
The one so brightly shown then with enlightenment.
And humbled by the experience,
Invitations are sent to the ones outcast.
To be tossed and trashed.
As they remembered being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem