Death to the poet!
A king has said before.
That poet gives the peasants dreams,
and I'll have that no more.
Death to the poet!
Ive heard the rulers shout.
Our words are all you need to hear,
Trust in us and have no doubt.
Death to the poet!
We care not the way he feels.
And all of those who feel as him,
death to them's the deal.
Death to the poet,
death to you and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
who calls death is the ones who just cant take it. they wanna be the best but we stand in their way. ha! PYT