Those with reason have power encircling us,
Because the ideas are so faster than aircraft,
The hardship is faced, and the peace has resolved.
One hardly thinks along the world's dyes
Or the community's suffering that dives.
One prepares to mount an attack on an ordinary
Person,
You hear regarding the issues of sovereignty,
Yet your matches cease as you become deceased.
Don't bite one morsel so stretched by Jung,
Let Freud be your master after the dreams have left.
Let reasonable men be intelligent more than you,
So that easy disappointment is a past affair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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