THE REAL AND THE FAKE
Poem by Chan Mongol
September 4 2020
I face the reality with heart breaking pain and cry;
No where to complain but only the sky to ask why?
The fake performer earns money, power and popularity;
But I confronted the cruelty and I am the harsh reality.
Copy maker or, drama doer does well with my story;
I don't get royalty neither, attention and I feel so sorry!
I am nobody but tragedy and the guy is celebrity;
Perhaps, I am the born richest who is togive away charity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem