While they sleep the unmolested
Before the nth dilapidated
Token, bidden, chosen, broken hymen, stalking semen
Men for women
They people the earth and dirt
Like crabgrass that stick to skirt
And waylaid woes that tread their state
Damn dignity and death to head to head
The social order puts them where
The rung is down and yonder there
The light is dim and hope is spare
While reaching out a hand is bare
From liaisons emerge a yield
An accident, for granted, shielded, unwanted
The dog is wagged the felon tagged
The day is filled the reason gagged
They haven’t had enough
The going not yet rough
Will the verdict will what happen
Suffer beasts or and the children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem