The strength of a man
may be evident through his words...
But the threats and pain such a man
inflicts upon another merely uncovers
his pitifully weak, pathetic, worthless existence...
You...
...the one who has a heart of black, a soul of coal,
a mind of evil and a hand to hurt
You...
...do not have the resources or strength to conquer ME
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beginning to blossom. Now- forge such Vulcan molten metals into finest refined sculptured beauty. (only a few shavings is all) . For masterpiece polishing.