are too one sided, personal, and ill
designed for overfill and kill
filled with histamines and poisons
of a kind, cause the host to stumble
mumble and grumble
cures, hide in the shadow of complexity
treated by circumvent of trial and error
seen or unseen cause the faulting of
systems both great and small
to stall and grind to a stop, suffer and die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem