To whom this poem is written
I do not know, but I shall show
And you perhaps will take this well
What I know to come and hides in veil
America is falling now, because of their sickness
Unless they come out of this delusional world
This bubble of safety, they will lose all freedom
thus they will lose all love all life all mind
they cannot reduce themselves to rubble
and expect to find a cure for laziness
lest it be to obliterate it for good
and find that ignorance is not peace
no matter what the World may tell
no matter what the Men may quell,
Freedom is only attainable by force,
and revolution and rebellion is the only path to take
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem