Do not want to go to sleep...
Wakefullness, makes me weep.
For at times i want to stay...
Want to live forever to never nay.
Life is way too short...
For this always playing sport.
Sleep is always over rated...
As b'fore, as i've stated.
I know i have to sleep once in awhile...
That's a fact without denial.
Ambien came to my aid...
To count the sheep filled parade.
Life can be such an addiction...
It may as well, also be an inheirant affliction.
I at one time hated to sleep...
My mind would wander, aimlessly deep.
Now i sleep to surrender my soul...
Wake-refreshed, ready to go, as a whole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem