must i tell you that we have arrived
at the same frame? the irresistible force
has arrived at the
immovable wall and then
you, heroine, horse,
goddess, magic wand,
chalk,
whatever you pretend to be
or want to impress
us to be,
the solver of the problem
the conflict mediator
buffering medium
it's been years and we are at a stalemate
invite us, and we shall not attend
if i were the immovable
the other is the irresistible
are you angry? or plain crazy?
this is the old war, as old as a shell
and as crazy as hell
you go between, you are nothing at all,
you have become
our common enemy, now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem