I am the nonentity poet-
a prodigy of poetry,
a voice in the wilderness,
a pest in the ear of humanity!

I am the unheeded songster-
whose sonorous voice's never been heard,
whose meaning's imbued in doubt,
whose tendentious verses intrigue the mind!

I am the unknown voice-
that echoes on mountain sides
like the woodpecker's knock, knock, knock!

I am the incessant voice
that's barely audible
to human conscience
that's already burdened by heaps of rubbish.

I am the one to whom your ears're plugged
with balls of putrifying foreign shit
shutting out the indelible messages
that're embedded in the voice.

I am the unwanted rabid dog
that's shooed out of the publishing houses
lest it contaminates humanity;
But the noisy poetic row
will persist to disturb your peace
calling upon your conscience
to pay some attention!