There are two dogs fighting,
A yellow dog, a black dog
Yellow dog bites the black dog's neck,
Black dog waving its paw.
Chase each other,
Growl with each other.
Want to put opponents under their martyrs,
Placed in their own reign.
The results of both dogs are black and blue,
In the world without any change.

Sometimes I will roar to heaven,
Question all, change injustice.
But I am unable to change the world,
There is no wish to change themselves,
Only stinky and hard temperament,
Licking the wound alone.

nice poetry too..