Here are limbs
There are limbs
Fly in the air
Like lovely things
Cut cut cut
Cut them more
Shut shut shut
Shut the door
The door to respect
And every respect
Of humanity
And opportunity
Always conspire
To build empire
Of the lust
That makes rust
The very foundation
Of all nations
Nothing should remain
To erect again
Fort of passions
Of harmony of nations
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an awesome write brother with painful truth....thanks for sharing and sorry for delay 10+++ rgds asif