The sun is bright, but nobody sees it.
the wind is cool but nobody feels it.
They know that it's always gonna be there,
they know that but nobody cares.
what if one day it was all gone,
vanished.all that left was a fog.
what would happen? would people run and scream,
i hope you understand what this poem means.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem