we need a smile
give it
we need a hug
give it
we need a happy
disposition
give it
just the same
that is the spirit
tonight
you may cry
alone
we are tired
of tears
we are bored
with sadness
tonight
inside our respective
hideaways
we suffer alone
that my dear
is patriotism
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem