Cardinal Sin had begun to begin
To begin to be gone from his path
All this began when a certain young man
Gave good cause to encounter his wrath
Because he became the source of the blame
Of the deeds he indeed had not done
He crossed the good father who worked up lather
Thus began that which shouldn’t have begun.
It was agreed that who’d planted the seed
Bore malice with cruel ill intent
There must be no winner as only a sinner
Can fail, lest he truly repent
So the boy with a look, slowly undertook
To accept the accepted church line
That cardinal sin had begun to begin
To corrupt, vitiate and malign
Now power's a treasure that engenders such pleasure
Once from behind its shield it’s revealed
Whlst ignoring his vows this sense did arouse
The fate of the lad was then sealed
Presented, resigned, his faith led him blind
Prostrated to God’s holy force
And there on his knees, so desperate to please
The Cardinal f****d him of course.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem