A resurgent rivalry
begets the demise of a feign bravery
that seizes freedom and wisdom by the neck
and twists it with the clutch of imperialism
where material domination drives-
the scruples of men to the expanse
of an overly optimism
In the struggle of wills,
men stand in the position of ease-
to defend fierce aggression
only as a logical extension
of a well-fed quest for peace
And amidst the sorcery of political intercourse,
some extol without recourse
the import of occasional warfare
wherefore down to ashes, cities are razed
and on our memories, these relics stay and cannot be erased
The flaws of nations are aligned-
but to the dictates of unscrupulous propaganda
whence, others with a conspicuously wicked agenda,
bring it to the fore- yet
After the achievement of social disruption
as a fundamental goal,
there cometh a quick, but bleak attempt
of resource mobilization
to heal the wounds and rebuild a devastated nation
on the fringes of organize violence
a few thrive on the madness of technology
and false pretence
to render others abdicated
where for many years, yet to be forgotten,
world war three, noblemen anticipated
facts stand that,
troops and missiles only instigate war
and leave on our minds, a primitive scar
wherefore, by these underlying dynamics
a people are entrapped in the web, of global politics
Yet o‘re jars of dark coffee,
extremely illegitimate committees
sit and debate the fate of the many amputees
who somehow double pass for the status of refugees.
A resurgent rivalry
begets the demise of a feign bravery
that seizes freedom and wisdom by the neck
and twists it with the clutch of imperialism
where material domination drives-
the scruples of men to the expanse
of an overly optimism
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem