We will never make a council,
For we are all geniuses,
Men of great philosophy,
But lacking the guiding psychology
If a vote can't speak,
Let fists do,
For our speech however beautiful,
The words may be,
Don't pacify the public quest.
We keep staring at each other,
Finding faults,
Vessels floats on water not a vacuum,
Peace must break violence into pieces,
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I would like to translate this poem
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