Faces and minds seemingly blank
Intrigues their fervor insidious their thoughts
Swords unsheath-ed and battle begins
A war of wits with egos in contest
Self-effacing mildly winning and egos nicked
Truth is revealed as meeting triumphs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh, yeah...i know these meetings...most end up in no-no...but as u said it's the self-effacing ones who wl hv the last word.