Less is the time to it been given,
To a national embarrassment.
As if permitted,
Encouragement to diminish...
Those of faith and kept belief.
To know those accustomed to live their lives,
Seeking conflicts and division.
And confusion to begin.
Is a way of life to refuse to accept.
With it known that God knows what is best.
How to put minds unable to find,
Neither peace or rest.
Or incapable to digest,
What they do to manifest...
Has a way to destroy their own mentalities.
And...
Witnessed not to shock, awe or surprise.
Anyone who has lived to feel,
Blessed, grateful and observant.
To what a wickedness delivers,
Personally to the ones...
Doing this done consciously to others!
Unexpecting on this path they have taken,
Does not lead to benefit misdeeds inflicted.
Or misbehavior to reward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem