I have not seen such hateful thought
Would be instead of evil caught
And show forth in it's clear presence
As if it was like incandescence
But no truth in the base at all
For such a height to take a fall
And fall it will be sure of that
Falling hard and falling flat
For all good things do come to pass
No matter lies have come in mass
A lie sad much still is a lie
Will not be truth come by and by
For darkness is dark and no light
Nothing to see nothing to sight
Nothing to gain no win to see
No matter who pretends to be
It's clear and present don't you know
The lies remain and hate will grow
Danger lurks for all to be had
In it's grasp, yes, it is sad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gary, such a good poem....10+++++