It sometimes happen as such,
People don’t care for you much
Enraged, thrilled, you roll up your fists
Decided, to have a fighting feast
A slugfest is all you can think of
Looking for a proper payoff
Your mind rumbles
Your lips mumble
Your eyes show crimson in them
An eye for an eye is the fairest game
But behold! Just wait for a moment
Before you do so, let me put my 2 cents
Look into the eyes of the mirror
And beware! A monster hides there
You may faint out
Or run away with a shout
Don’t want to see him?
Then sneak out like the little Jim
Why keep grudges?
Life runs fine without crutches
Take a deep breath in and breathe out some
Keep a bit of mum
Why make a row?
Better, just let it go!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem