Tattered peace, happiness gone
The endless drama, carries on
Righteous fools for all sides in
No right move, nothing to win
Wanting back my glad existance
Dies and fades in the distance
Deep betrayal from life creation
Judas to Romans, an evil relation
Feeding anger with probing lips
Knowingly pursue, ensure the blips
Her faultless take, her blameless crime
Unstable Adolesant, matter of time
Her life is straining the cracks are seen
Demands respect this moronic 'queen'
Respects not had through wisdoms learned
Nor fear, nor power, nor stories turned
If nothing else, respect is earned
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I would like to translate this poem
this is lovely. You have really given me a picture i failed to see. Very poetic and rhyming. Write more.