In his disturbed mind
he is mister perfection!
refuses to take
constructive criticism
or let anyone advise him
he makes his own rules
never a second thought!
he makes up
his mind with lightning speed
making a faulty move!
he is committed to his own
faulty standards
He wears a mask
just like Zorro
and lives by the sword!
he could be helped
if he would only take
a look into the mirror
and recognize all his
weaknesses and imperfections
as they appear naked before him!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem