"Love is weak and frail,
Hatred is strong and powerful, "
They utter this slogan proudly
And move fast on their way.
A little child comes and protests,
"Stop it, it's wrong what you say,
Love is the strongest,
Hatred is the weakest,
As my mother always says."
They come to the sweet child and advise him affectionately,
"Wrong is right today,
Forget what your mother says and join us."
Being confused, the innocent child walks with them
And again another beautiful flower is caught in the evil net.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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