Slipping gently towards entropy,
Ownership with an apostrophe.
Braid the loose frays of sanity
Till something true finally answers me.
Troops are marching over many lands,
Tagged cornflower blue-a worldwide brand.
Don't speak out or you will be banned,
Towers implode just as they've planned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem