May helmets be donned for the best,
A battle rages on, a battle fits itself.
Your wars are in possession for long,
Options existed for the skirmishes.
Hatred was actually drunk for safety,
Leaving us the drink of anger.
May the irritations exist for long,
May words be done, may actions collide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nicely expressed words............