A 1-poem on power
Snakes swim on thrones near the pools
Cannons on ways of cans of fools
Generals are full genes in cases of wars
Mud covers much of cascaded walls
Shrink back stick to states in laws
Dry up jars of juices to adore
Mocks on modes of most bursts
Bombs on bones and fleshes are urns
Rub the rough minds in evil rounds
Lily lift its leafs to face the forces
Name the limbs near waves of angel s world
Words with unknowns are lions to worry
Facts are inflate when conflicts are water
Thinking is thick on airs like walkers
Sketches the games of getting and lost
Skips are skills for weaves to launch
--poem by Cheung Shun sang=cauchy3--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem