I may support the other men on the right,
On the left are housed the uplifted crew,
Dashing spirits and well-deserved rights
Issue from their souls like a light that governs.
I may support the cool men of such distinction,
But the others are not so gifted
And they tire me when they speak
Of the rifles aimed at their noses.
Who knows the brilliant weapons
Of the noses and ears and eyes?
I may support the other men on stage,
But however much I object to their presence
The lairs of the dragons are treated.
My support for the lords on the stage
Slowly finishes so as to craft another
True story, of such wide action and thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem