They have always been with us:
These who want to rule the world.
They create dynasties
through death and destruction.
They build mausoleums of precious stone
to hold the atoms of their once rapacious schemes,
enticing the ready worshippers
to their holy shrines.
I think
if you follow any well-worn path,
lined with flowers, you’ll get there.
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I would like to translate this poem
I so agree with you kendall. You are the greatest! Thank you so much x