After one slow year
I have again come here
Just to shed another old tear
Soaking up my masked gear
I waste yet another old beer
Just as my ego vainly attempts another new veer
In your name my heart surrenders to another new sear
In your name my shell hears another new jeer
In your name my ego considers another new queer
From someone once so dear
You now remain not even a faint peer
This was always my gut's quaint fear
My heart continues to condemn another leer
As through our past's paths my mind still runs sheer
All are ignorant that my beastly body is a just barbaric deer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem