Most brazen of plants, from the bowels of time
resolved to leave your bounty of grime
how complacent men dread the birth
of this relentless scourge of the earth
you are a footpad who mugs the soil
to make just men tediously toil
and fight you tirelessly with body and mind
to leave no trace of you behind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant depiction of an unwanted plant/ weed. Well expressed and crafted write.