our gentle dispositions
must remain this year
there is still no need
to be rough and
unruly and they now want
to say
those curses to mark a
trend and just be with
everybody and then be
everyone
one for all and all for all
for identity and
comfort
actually who knows what
is going on
where are we heeding?
we still maintain this
grace
this gentility and honest
dealing
our ancestors had it always
water defeats fire
it is the warmth that takes
the hat off
never the force of the
brutish wind.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem