To turn your head
to 180 degree angle.
I'll turn me to devil,
From a square to triangle,
I must take my shape.
to change the inch of
your villainous workshop,
I shall run and hop!
You the soul sucker,
the exploiter of dreams,
I can be a monster,
or an Egyptian Sphinx.
Just a head of woman,
and lion's body I need,
to annihilate you man,
to put an end to bitter deed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sir, thanks for your kind advice. I'm not angry. I should protest against injustice.A poet can use pen to express her/his voice only.