This presidium resides with flavours of the far east,
Enticing my entwined continent, like of my language.
Additional adaptations are actualised, by the minor
Critical-thinkers, the real plaguing committee.
One month is better than a thousand of them,
An admirable day has been the reality,
Apolitical designs carry appellations,
Those who are grubs or grit warn the rest
Of the appending dangers.
They can be like Grendel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem