….a Judas Iscariot with a kiss of betrayal,
….an Iago, the antagonist of loyalty in ‘Othello',
….a Cassius, the stuff of envy in Julius Casesar',
….a Claudius, the killer of peace of land in ‘Hamlet',
….an Edmund the cynic in' King Lear',
….a Shylock of greed in ‘The Merchant of Venice',
…an Egeus, a disgraceful villain in ‘A Mid Summer Night's Dream',
….a Fanny Browne in John Keats' life,
….an Agamemnon in Home's ‘The Iliad'.
For
Thou hast trampled the blessed love of mine,
And hast forsaken the heart of sincerity,
Thou hast fooled me in each precious moment of life,
Thou hast been an opportunist playing the violin in my hand.
Thou art a wonderful actor with thy selfish gimmicks,
Thou hast kept thy belief in falsity,
Thou hast shot the arrows of blame on me,
Thou hast lacerated my tender heart with the sword of deceit.
Yea, Thou art Brutus whose sword the power of nobility.
Let me not forget thee, of thy ‘sincere', but ungrateful heart.
BYE! BYE! BYE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem