The story of Poor Frogs:
Once there was a lake that was the haven of the frogs
Frogs which were bothered by the snakes and the dogs
They were eaten by the snakes; the snakes were hunting that lake
And the frogs had no way out to save themselves, satanic snakes.
But there was still a way, White storks!
Yeah, in their ideas the storks will work…
Storks started to hunt the snakes, they hunted them all
And the frogs were happy, and they saw the snake's fall
But……...the time isn't loyal to no one
And it was the time for the Frog's run
Soon there was no food for the hunter white storks
The storks decided to eat the frogs with their forks
In our life, sometimes we will face with some cases
The cases with different people and different faces
We still don't know who will hurt us, our friends or the enemies?
Enemies will bring us down, our the friends will bring us down on our knees?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem