Yes! ! The stork knows its time of Migration!
Flying from one place to another;
But, you rush out like a horse into a battle!
Without thinking,
Because of Wickedness.
Like a horse into a battle without thinking... yes, it looks precisely that. well said.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Muse of the wicked people living among us! ! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.