They argue, cuss, fuss and fight,
As if it is a 'rite of passage'.
To then expect such 'rituals'...
With respect to them given,
By others who should find this...
As their duty to do,
Without proof or evidence...
That the doing of it would be understood.
Or comprehended,
It is 'they' who constantly neglect themselves...
As time away from them passes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
duty to do, thanks, I like it..