If I should write
a million poem
all of which
would be famous,
...
You whose pride
and animosity for advancement
has forged weapons
of mass destruction
...
A dark and ugly shadow
hangs over us today,
preventing the light from penetrating,
...
Silence, how I long for you...
fold me in your arms
whisper sweet endearments into my ear
for no one else to hear
...
Listen to love,
in silence...
Yes, in the silence of your heart
...
Give him a chance..
to show his devotion
to pratice his vocation
and guide our nation.
...
they call it a bloodless war
or a friendly fire...
sometimes even broadcasters conspire
...
... an old employee
transferred to another organization,
is like an old ox
affixed with a new ox-bow
...