Life!
A womanizer becomes a President;
In th eland of your muse,
After 30 years of my hardships.
Muse!
Very difficult and unpleasant;
To the Pink Prison,
And, without rest.
Life!
A sickly person becomes a President;
In the land of your muse;
But, i am still in the Pink Prison.
Muse!
Living in the shadow of things;
Hoping to break through one day,
But, the News came in at the sidebar.
Bar, sidebar!
As sick as a parrot;
But you came to the Pink Prison,
Just to see things for yourself.
Life!
Let us all desire peace than war;
And, live in unity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem