Tentacles of reality
Picked their fangs
To tighten the neck of the octopus
It shook in disdain its bald head
And in exasperation said
'Kill the rats! '
Kites fly higher mocking!
Turn your heads
Leave me to my salty waters! !
As if its puny grunts where legitimate
The Sea God granted its wish!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem