I am small as can be, swift as a dagger,
Like birds my weight is carried, a sorted
Affair, of percussion instruments, and lore.
The study of the people of the drums
Keeps a life with the people of the horses.
My design is your authority as it blesses you
More than me, like herds a shine has been built.
I am swift-footed, installing the visitations;
My bursting heart is as small as can be,
Many a tablet has it written a true message.
Ever since the masters of rules interrogated us,
We were being hurt by the rules of the laws.
I took the swift adder, killing its length from paws
Shedding skin, skirting along with authors of brine,
The same writers were alive, the living were the living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well expressive and meaningful poem presented. Thanks for sharing.