Righteousness and wickedness are together,
Like day and night, inseparable and joined at the hip.
Still, they go hand in hand,
One outshines other in sincerity.
Love and hate are on opposite ends,
Love has to deal with betrayal,
Hate needs to deal with emotions,
Yet, they shake hands from behind.
No no love snd hate never shake hand. They are always anti to each other and love has power to overpower hate only if we permit love to operate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yet they shake hands from behind....brilliant..