BETWEEN LOVE AND ***
When love was pure in that old past,
their poets wrote such lovely verse.
But now that love is ***** ***;
they've changed their shame into silence.

Where are those plays that charmed their youths
and made them love in such a way?
They have been changed into mean ****,
which upsets stomach night and day.

Look at old Europe how it rose
and gave the world its great progress.
Where is that Europe of pure love?
Through *** and shame is in a mess.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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