Slowly she'll open her hand
she knows the power she holds
she look him right in the eyes and smile
she know his end will come soon
seense she release the power the she holds
on him
he knows know to look over his shoulder
her ears hears all and she see all
now that he made this enemy the wrath of
the power she holds is released on him
the second he turns his back she'll be there to
remind him what he did wrong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem