To locate those more qualified,
To sweep away and hide...
Lives accustomed,
To criticize others...
Yet deny they pride a taste,
For the slime side of life?
This search is going to take,
A face to face with reality.
And a stripping of a masquerade.
Needless to say...
That will never be accepted,
As a replacement for an addicting charade.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem