It was so sad.
His mind had gone bad.
He began to have many faces.
And his mind took him to many bad places.
He began to have an itch to kill.
Just to get the thrill.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Having an itch to kill is so sad and very bad. This poem touchingly reveals the bad mind. Beautifully penned. Thanks for sharing.