SPAIN 1936
Clash between the new and the old
The old claimed to be all pure gold
It gave the new its rusted mould
To keep it cramped in freezing cold
The new burst out to break its hold
In civil war heads rolled and rolled
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Thank you, strong image has been formed. I appreciate.
Thank you, Bjpafa Meragente.