'Do not speak of hate, ' they said...I said, 'what else is there to say? '
'Have you looked around the world of late? Have you seen the news today?
They smiled at one another, then each changed into a dove...
'Come back, ' they echoed as they flew away, 'when you can speak of love.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem