Are you my real enemy?
If you are, God bless you.
And if you aren’t, I will not curse you.
But, I have to know if ye are physical or eternity.
Do you know why I ask blessing for you?
‘Cause this shows that I’m better than you, eased.
And no matter what, I got to say boo! ! !
‘Cause I know your envy is on what I possessed.
Perhaps, if you are a devil, I have nothing to do
Only ask for curse upon you, the gab ages.
And apparently, I hate you; well I do.
I believe, keeping in contiguous will make you lose the advantages.
I live my incredible life so easy, before I got burry.
So keep on hating, watch my back in a hurry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem