Very slim, invisible
Tree growing along
With humanity,
Mortal men call you 'smartness'
Your leaves are poisons,
Thy stork is infective,
Men colonised by your evil root,
You are new to humanity,
Indeed, you 're an aberration,
I hope; you last no longer!
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I would like to translate this poem
Thank you mr Murray for your kind comment, in fact, you re right.