When the power of friendship is used as a tool
Colder than that when love is the mallet used by a fool
Hearts can be chiseled when friendship the instrument
Turn it to stone when you chip off the wrong increment
The cloth for rubbing the heart's high polished gold
Beauty like that never for a chisel to be sold
Of all the powers men and women have mastered today
Friendship and sex for as tools have made a new way
And to the end of survival they hammer and chisel the cost
The beauty of these powers will always be lost
Hate as hard as what you love if your heart was wasted
Sooner or later that order the meal manipulators tasted
Arno Le Roux 20l4
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I would like to translate this poem