A few are shocked, young and old lads
With your despicable preference,
Empty guts and improper views,
Are you in blues behind the curtains?
Many are bewildered, maturing and matured lass,
With your fruitless selfish choice,
Dashing of the sissies with gay eyes,
Mounting on the sandy saddle less ponies,
Guilty is the feeling, hiding from everyone
Suicidal thoughts reeling, still preferring dungeons,
The life of lies and betrayal beneath the carpet of dismissal,
Chasing out the partners not reprisal, but do wonders.
Loosened hip may be tightened with stem cell belts,
Radical hormone can be rehabilitated with mix and match,
Youth is the chick, soon to mature and get slaughtered,
What will be left with, except the scam and shameful adventure?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting poem you brought here that needs deep thought with many angle ..Showing secret parts and acting like sissy it is not same the first is temporary it can be cured but if both exist it is hormonal and remedy is not seen yet can be cured by providing environment ...thank you