This is the type of thing that It was stopping.
This is the type of thing that it was blocking.
Emotion cut out emotion.
The hate cancelled out the love.
But now that's gone - and it's certainly good.
But against love, distraction and humour must now prevail.
Am I ready for this trial?
I hope so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem