On fear hate and pain,
Many act but to what gain?
Pleasuraable suffering on their side,
While behind the mask of a friend you hide,
Why take the risk the chance,
Twisting and twirling in a twisted dance?
Why not stay true and pure,
Why even think of opening that door?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it was a good poem......