Had the ego been longitudinal enough,
The aftermaths would not have been,
So devastating for the lest it was a,
Transverse one that gets transferred from,
One person to the next to cover up even,
A gentleman and forces him to shed his,
Goodness and commit mistakes that can,
Never ever be corrected or at least resurrected.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem