The powerful and the powerless pay no taxes
The king is busy keeping his people safe and warm
So, he pretends
The beggar thinking of his next meal
Both burdens to the society
The latter knows it, the former too blue-blooded to accept it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Yehualashet Teshome. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Thank you Jazib.. I have started reading your poems. They are exiting! ! !