Even where;
there is contempt
has artfully
as a sound of an istrument
without feeling out of his ears
yet he climbs in his own way
to e problem of his own unresolved
fooling around like a dog
with a bone in teeth
because the bone that hi holds
is strong
and no sharp teeth to bite
as a result of...
irritable then stays
plays with ultimately
You do lamented that not
but it is not his fought
that he might expepts
if it was a tasty bone
will not belong to his.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem