Half is always better,
And really it is better.
It is half with whom
I live in.
I know everything
Belongs to the half.
Half is not full,
And can never be full.
No chance of
Equality rhetoric,
No key security.
Half is there
And it is not far.
Nothing to rule out
About half.
Half is always
Heavy and huge.
No pandemic
Can touch half.
Half is not stagnant.
Half is not forged.
Half is half and it is
Always on motion
And changeable,
Nothing can be
Talk about, though.
Half is pure,
I am sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem