From both sides observing.
With intellect.
Or ignorance not to accept.
Yet...
What appears today some may regret,
Is a presentation...
Of our contradictions upclose to face.
Leaving those who live pretentiously,
Unable to erase the reality of it.
Yet will waste time arguing over values.
Long gone to have been replaced,
By a degradation that has depreciated...
A quality of life.
That continues to market decadence.
In glorified acceptance and approval of it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Lawrence, such a profound poem👍👍👍