So angrey and mad
thinking these thoughts so devlish and bad
to know these thoughts oh so disturbing and equally sad
if only these could be forgotten as easily as a passing fad
please tell me Dad, ho Father of fathers tell me how to vanquish this thought oh so clad with tourture and blood that makes me so sad
(another with the same pattern {ive been told by freinds that this one is rather lame but hey its just my thoughts}) §
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem