Shut not my life 'oh, doom and gloom creature,
Who bite like snake and sting like scorpion,
For only but pride medal of champion,
Thou worn, which pays not your soul debenture.
Thou tagged my quest a useless adventure,
Laughed, make jest of me, who lives like zion,
Swallowed fear and matched hell out of lion
But war i start not, let me, rot creature.
Forget not, you can rule your dirty world,
All Being can, as i create and rule mine
Let not envy to destroy your own world
Cos one day whole world will blow like landmine.
Alas, thou mistake and failure is my strength
Of which makes my spirit strong on his path.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting poetry style, like old English sometimes, but good it's always wonderful to grow stronger through persecution.