When you are there to create,
I am sure, it is your absolute right
To destroy.
But in your creation and
Destruction processes
Who has given you the right
To give me pain!
Okay, I know,
You bother not
About anything.
You care not
Who feel what.
Would you please do
One thing, if you are
So pleased, take away
My think-tank from me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Think! With the muse of the ink. Nice work.