Bluffer
Wish wasn't born at all
-or not there, in heart of
-the mountains from rock
-that reach out for skies;
-a guesthouse to eagles
-the knowing and aware.
I was born free and
Will remain, yes, I shall!
An eagle loves skies
-its world is far and wide…
Feel being memory, camera's
-to store what goes on.
Lenses are the best kind;
-parallel rays of light
-to retain what is the must.
But in times I wish I
-had never been around.
Wish wasn't born at all
-to live with animals
-claiming to have a mind
-just because they own gun
-send warships to bomb us
-who own the Persian Gulf.
Look at me if you dare
-read the: "Am not afraid! "
So, listen, bluffer,
- (with hotels and dollars)
-your mouth is full of shit;
-to mankind, you are a shame.
Hold breath of threat
-no more barks, quiet
-if not I make you a cage! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An eagle loves skies and this is very intersting poem definitely. A brilliant poem is very well penned....10
Brother, thanks a lot. It is you who gives me energy and hope.