Z*
Pizzaro
conquered the Incas of the ancient world
wipe out the worshipers of Machu Pichu
and gone also the civilization of the old
lost with it are the Mayan and Aztecs esoteric knowledge
of an era long ago
Plucking the Pizzicato
a zest to the eardrums and nerves
Zeus-like feeling, an effect of a placebo
zing and jazz
force to dance
Reading the book
of Zechariah
and came into realization
of how many lives
so busy buzzing in this planet
living In a zombie state
a Zebu existence
zipping the mundane day to day activities
sapping and draining
just letting the time to vaporize
zeal
piazzas and plazas
zap blizzards and
Whiz!
zing and pizzaz.
Zoom and
bloom
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I would like to translate this poem