When wrong is done
We must condemn,
Prevaricate must none.
When innocents are slain
By truth we honour them.
Now we see unfurled,
In clear and hideous light
A double-speaking World
Some wickedness is condoned
Making darker darkest night.
Late the Double-standard learns
As innocent blood runs deep
That the fire both ways burns
The pendulum knows but to and fro
First forward, then back sweep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Excellent poem and very true to life in our world, Terry. Fire does burn both ways - good and evil. If you harm, harm may come back on you. Great realistic poem, loved it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn