I have a hound in the middle of the jungle
And the jungle has a wolf like jackal
Though the jungle and I are the friends
But their devastating fight never ends.
No one but both are extremely wrong
Nothing but all around heard is only war song
Reason and rationality have flown with doves
Leaving behind in danger this mighty globe.
The hound is the clown and the wolf is the joker
Take us all in war hostage and lead us too much far
From there I see love's all ingredients have been lost
No option left but to disown him as disown by my host.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem