Lacking a diplomatic mind
You are a misfit for politics.
Incomplete in linguistics
you are unfit for the poetry.
With no knowledge of
trade and commerce
your life is just a farce.
Skeptic of scientific principles
your life may be paused.
You are not well versed
with all sixty four positions
ecstasy of your life is void.
Who the multi headed monster
claims, fit for all
ready to rule the universe?
Alone, let him rule,
all others he thinks
but fool.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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