Sure, I’m a battlefield monstrosity,
I admit; I can be an awful atrocity,
But I know better than to be that now.
You should have no reason to fear me;
Sometimes words come out wrong somehow.
The words I say and the poems I write
Somehow manage to give you a fright.
Hey! This isn’t Halloween!
Well, everything you’ve read and seen
Is just between you and me,
But there isn’t anything here
That should give you reason to fear;
These are just poems, my dear.
But if it would give you peace of mind,
You can close your eyes,
Leave our memories behind,
And turn away from what you heard today.
Now close your eyes and say goodbye
To everything you ever thought of me;
To all the fears you’ve ever had of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem