I am not afraid of the pen
Whose ink has so damn drained my blood
I am not afraid of the scaffold
Whose wooden head I now so absorb
I am not afraid of the sword
The pen is so damn mightier
Yet, I am so very afraid
Will one day I be forgiven?
Will I burn in eternal Hell?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem