Once upon a time I was wild
with screamin demons in a spoiled rotten child
never contested the charges would hole up in jail
writting and fighting when ego prevailed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yeah! the ego, this is the thing, i always got involved in problems, the ego for which i live, the ego which forbids me to live, the ego is the root of every problems in our lives, a very nice poem, i like it.