Innocence never lasts.
Joy always flees.
Hope eventually dies.
Life always subsides.
The needy don't survive.
Only vultures thrive.
You cannot hide.
They want you to die.
They sense weakness
And exploit it earnestly.
They will try to fool you my dear.
But now you know their intentions, unlike me.
I love your positive outlook on life almost the same as mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are presenting a reality. but we shall not fall into despair.. inspite of all hoeplessness and sense of weakness, one should fight through and come up. thank you for this presentation of a reality we all sense once in a way in life.