Revision #9

    The next poem is called Democracy. Like, The Buffet, I got the translation part down. I still had one little problem: the lines did not make a single ounce of sense. I heavily fixed up the poem up so that it all was now more coherent. The poem is kind of surreal with imagery in it. Plus, I threw a couple made up words to make the poem interesting. I feel strangely proud of it now.