Pity thrown upon thy name,
Curses said in anger and vain,
Understandings left behind,
Bones and muscle I will grind,
Touch me not or you will die,
Mess with me and heads will fly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hey look another american! ! you rock. love the poem, i can feel your hatred of this person in your words. you're very passionate with your work. again, you rock