Whatever love was
The human race
Early found its limit,
By accident or taught,
And armed itself with power,
Limitless it thought,
To exterminate
What it hated
By accident, thought or taught.
It wasn't long before it thought
What it was doing would mean the end of days
And went and did what Dougy did:
Embarked on a Flower Phase.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A real nice unique poem on love.