Only one Authority, only one directive, only one priority, only one defective,
but who is there to stop us who would be neglective,
and though we live to terrify, we find that we rejected,
all that we remember is thought to be protected,
but we have never found what is effective,
we think we are the prey, but never were Detected,
the lies we chose to live in have finally infected.
Such a nice poem, M. Solis. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
like that you link lies with an infectious belief in the validity of those lies