To conquer the east wind
in his palm, he forgot Jesus,
bartered his soul,
conquered a tiny fragment
of a nation's soil and planted
a tree of hatred on which
he cried for love and compassion
and he won a crown for him
A conqueror's crown...
June 13,2009
I add, he bought 500 people of my origin, media houses above all played a beautiful love drama he is a conqueror, I agree, No one can defeat him, but i think he missed east wind.. 10
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I would like to translate this poem
WHO IS HE? NICE PENNED DOWN VERY EMPHATIC POEM