pain strikes you
with the worst timing
and you dont know what to do
your heart is flaming
to ignore
the pain
causes more
than just strain
pain goes away
but some slower than others
you will pay
even if its your brothers
if youre weak of heart
try to hide from
the evil dart
of doom
if you were struck
during this time
with a little luck
you can stop on a dime
when pain strikes
call your friends
theyll get on their bikes
and give you helping hands
the pain is stressful
to deal with
itll be painful
to make mirth
to not battle
is worse
than the rattle
of the curse
if you continue on
with the fight
you will have won
by the next night
if youre done
with this challenge
you will have none
to need for revenge
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem