What sort of man is that
who would just stand there
and watch lithe ladies
lift heavy loads
what sort of man is that
who stands there
pulls her apart
forcing himself on her
what sort of man is that
who makes her freeze
at the sight of his sweat
let's give her a man
with softness as strength
beating blissful drums
on the skin
of her sumptuous soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I especially like stanza 3.