I had to
A cruel
-secretly, stealthy
-had climbed in my bed
-I noticed when was late
-he was all over me
-he went up
-and went down
-even touched privates
-I begged him to get out
-pleaded:
-"Hey, please…"
-he went on
-so did I
-"…good or bad I don't care
-…I am not one of gays…
-not homosexual…"
Then almost with tears:
-"Leave my bed right away! "
-he ignored as if deaf!
-I rolled my side and
-smashed him
I killed him in the bed
-then sought for a way to
-take the filth out, away…
-and threw the cockroach
-in the bin…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem