When Eyes belong to one
And the sights are many
The day of death
of a state comes
for, democracy
fails to flourish
but sycophancy grows.
People must learn to use their own eyes, follow their own vision, otherwise Democracy can never click. 10
or, democracy fails to flourish but sycophancy grows. Yes they see in the eye of the leader and stop thinking even if. 10 for the lovely sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So so wonderful thought and beautiful poem sir........10+++++++++++++++++++++