O rabid storm!
Destroy my shanty
as badly as you can.
I will raise it over
for my trust in life
is still intact.
O mediator of menance!
Scatter my dear things
as far away as you can.
I will get them all back
for my diligent hands
are still ready to toil.
O villainous vandal!
Snatch my unalloyed joy
as much as you can.
I will earn it again,
for grit in my blood
is still alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poem, like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, A Single Blade Of Grass.