honorable gentleman speak
balloting should be quick
let not thy emotion prevail
curve those grudges to a nil
naughty smiles bloom from lips
whispers flood chamber's spirits
line with dignity, pride and joy
with secret thought that employ
man has decided what should be
either good nor bad bless thee
to nobody's surprise denied
don't feel okay but we abide
(a balloting for acceptance
where 100% is needed, tough)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem