Impotence Virgin Poetic Thinkers Please ..Interpret This Poem?

Poetic Thinkers Please ..Interpret this Poem? - impotence virgin

Reflection on roses and revolutions
Reflection on roses and revolutions, I closed the night lights on the ground like a big black wings, and cities such as candles for the night, and heard the screams of a million hearts regret about the life and reputation of the grave

and saw the demolished ***** Located in the swamp with his face,

and northern cities and their manhood felt defamed and twist their intestines like a rabbit or a bear driven to bay,

and saw the workers and the joy in their work and take %#&@$! just watch, without joy, enthusiasm and tap with the women and virgins impotence and in the dark and felt the pain of millions of dollars

gradually as the day of the night driving around the continent, looked like the sun at dawn, the vision of a time when all men walk proudly in the land and the bombs and rockets on the bottom of the sea, like dinosaurs to do bone-buried beneath the slate of the time, people do not fight each other for power or the accumulation of paper, but on the joyto provide for others in the house

the poem, the play of athletic beauty.

Then washed in the brightness of this vision, I saw his light to grow and are nourished, and at once terrible and splendid bloom the blood-red flower of revolution ...