Experience to get can not be taught.
Nor can a comprehension begin,
Without a listening sought.
Some people today are known,
To have always something to say...
And undelayed to interrupt,
Information they could obtain.
But they can not seem to keep,
Their mouths shut to listen up.
To then waste time,
From others they expect it done to find...
For detailed explanations,
Missed but did not get...
When their minds were pre-occupied.
And yet...
It is the people like this,
Arguing over facts they resist to dismiss.
To then protest against evidence presented,
With proof of truth to resent what has been produced.
And anyone who listens to comprehend.
'What is wrong with these people? '
~Please.
Whatever you say,
Don't call them ignorant.~
'I wasn't thinking that at all.
They are too stupid to be ignorant.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem