O you want me to believe in your grand visions;
In your slick, preposterous systems! But I can
Only feign interest. To be frank, they bore me
Rigid.I'm unwilling to play your phoney games.
For I've placed my sights firmly on higher pursuits.
Your drab uniforms don't fit me. Your trumpeted
Slogans are discordant shrieks to my refined ears.
You may possess all the riches and the power.
But they're merely shadow plays compared to Truth's Light.
I'm the proverbial round peg in a square hole.
I prefer ragged prophecies to your conceits.
I will resist your inhumane plans to the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you know the truth. Hold on to it and do not be swayed by falsehood. Beautiful poem...10.
Thanks once again Kingsley...it's great to receive such kind, perceptive comments!