No one was born bad;
Life begins to turn sad;
Our minds tend to get mad;
For the good things we never had.
Danger button clicks in the brain;
Conscience is flushed down the drain;
The mind starts to go insane;
And good news will come in vain.
To draw blood, we gad;
Humanity becomes a fad;
Personality transforms to cad;
No one was born bad...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes i do agree with you that every bad man was a victim of circumstances, well penned poem, thanks for sharing.