Rat! Rat! Rat!
Some call us weak and dirty
But we are a part of God's creation
Rat! Rat! Rat!
We are hated by the men of the light
But we are creatures of the night
Rat! Rat! Rat!
Children fear us
Because to them we are terror and agents of horrors
Rat! Rat! Rat!
Though men may defeat us by day
But we will always fight back at night
We will never give up
Even though it turns into A CLASH OF THE TITANS
Rat! Rat! Rat!
You men ar selfish and have refused to lend us meal
But we will never starve
Because we always know the routes to your pots with our mental maps
Rat! Rat! Rat!
Sometimes we could destroy
Husbands shout at their wives because of us
Rat! Rat! Rat!
We gnawed at their foot or bite them while they snore
Rat! Rat! Rat!
Though men may fight and destroy themselves,
We will always stick together in brotherhood, peace and unity around your corners.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
rats rule the night in my corn fields so I leave couple of rows during harvest