It wears the mask of Power
Boisterous, loud and wayward,
Its voice is becoming louder
And its goals are moving forward.
Occupying countries slowly
By its subtle immigration
But when let in it shows clearly
The angry fangs of Intimidation.
Like a dog that was fed with care
It turns to bite the hand in anger
No aims to assimilate or whatever,
Intimidation thrives to devour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It was a mistake to ever consider it a friend. To it there are no friends only rivals.