My pen my best friend
For life this union won't end
A lot I will do for my pen
I will pay no attention to my friend Ken
I will abandon cedar in Lebanon
I will disobey the instructions of a nun
I will leave Deborah lying on the bed
I will pay deaf to my belly crying to be fed
But I will not abandon my pen on the table
Because it is my golden apple.
With it i will make my Father proud
And bring smile to the faces of the crowd
With my pen Satan shall finally die
Man will no longer tell a lie
The hand of GOD is upon me to write
I will not sit idle for this cause I will fight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem