My unbelievable-child, my universe has split,
You sell and buy in the same time as me.
My work is concrete and strong.
My join is like a watery stream to the lake.
This challenge I demand for all the world.
These deeds of death are like no belief.
Pleasures are greater when pain is small.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem