Everything seems
to fall apart.
There is no centre.
Without a centre,
how can you hold
everything together.
There is no holy
hand that supports.
Naked anarchy breaks
out over the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes center concentrates focus builds unidirectional calls and ultimately fulfills all. Anarchy serves no purpose. Well penned.