I will tattoo myself like a pirate, mongol, or a viking
So others will fear this man as a brute
I could could happily roam the earth
Death, blind, and mute
Rather be pleasantly riding in the back of a black hurse
Having bitten the forbidden fruit
I could burn in the fires of hell at its worst
All of this is nothing compared to the heartbreak of your first
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem fellow poet, yes very good.