in this world,
you growing up, only to lose your very self.
they control you by your anxieties and fear.
thus, you forget your own best friend called Brave.
whiled in this wide horizon,
you are just a soul born to strive and transform your very self.
and while we talk about this, you are forgetting that everyone here is just someone's else baby.
and your elders are god's children
it's ironic, they forgot it too..
your big sin is your greediness,
your mistakes were your arrogance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem