Teased tensions heat,
With a relying upon outmoded reactions.
And the same fears increase,
As wargames continue to be played...
By those feeding victory visions,
On display to validate immaturity fed...
To keep in heads fixed with wishes,
For blood to flow and from enemies shed.
But the days ahead have begun to already enlighten,
With a higher consciousness instead.
As those limited within a mindset seek,
Old images to impress with a keeping them to address.
However...
It is the ignorance that remains to influence and maintain,
A throwing of rocks and bricks from behind dead-end walls.
For the purpose of an attention that restricts,
The use of common sense to defeat nonsense.
And 'this' valued nonsense has entrapped them all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem