oh great
another replicate of hate
worse than fate
trashier than the traits
no cure found for the twisted
everyones in a line listed
one after another
constant fighting with a brother
could never find any other
people lost that are loved
fell down, more or less shoved
the rudest of life
consistent independent strife
lies constantly told
everyones to scold
no ones to bold
lives life in the cold
all alone no one to hold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a wonderful poem indeed again talk of the loneliness and emptiness of our existence :))