He sat in his gorgeous throne,
Planning to attack ways
Of destroying the peace of men
On earth, with vampires
nearby who boiled people
In hot cauldrons of steel,
With cries of the victims
Filling the air surrounding,
Satan struck of a plan
To counter the good of god
And entered the minds
Of all priests of god who made
Strict rules of celbacy, virginty
Women to be put in viel
Producing human bombs
Terrorists, vain preachers
Who brought the peace
Of earth to an end and make
War among people
Who lived in peace together so far.
Ravikiran Arakkal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this very much xx