Deafening depths dissolve us further than defeat,
Endure him this time, as solutions compete.
Decorous buildings widowed the leadership,
The chief has other plans on his mind.
Decorate the house of his mind, his life, his times,
So that buildings are erected for the sake of peace.
Beautiful people are classy, like their leaders,
Lulling the crowds of hungry individuals who change,
And so democracy worked for the better.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem