Love is ever come to us
in the perfect image of democracy
like angel of clearest honesty, tenderness and transparent justice,
but hate, indifference and disgrace
looming to us
covering up the deep rooted content of crime and ruthlessness
and cynicism, and intention almost unbearable
for violence, breaking law and terror and chastise
under the gilded gown
and well camouflaged surface.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem, Zamir. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks