Everyone wants to
be heard! Speak louder than the
rest, fill raucous rooms
with your rancorous
thunder, flail all resistance
to the ground. Your lies
will win the night; but
in the clear morning, be still.
Listen as small birds
rest lightly on sway-
ing branches. With piercing song
they paint a new day.
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I would like to translate this poem
Like it, really great poem. A great write.