Why enemies?
Why enemies?
Why plan to fail I and I?
Most of them hate all that we had,
I can see,
They hate to see us making it again,
Most are on failings,
Most are making it,
Ignorance is heir great hatred,
Enemies want us to fade,
That I cannot believe it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ignorance has a way of getting its way