A favor for favor.
Trades eliminate non-existence needs.
The bartering of proceeds.
Self sufficient, self reliant.
On our own two feet we must stand.
A society that has lost this, is a society in which we are less than that of man.
Going back to dark ages,
Famine ride us hard, make us worthy once again.
Because we really don't seem to understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem