Dig a hole
and watch me die.
The look of sin lies within your eyes.
The world has turned
and watched thy hold
Slowly deplenish within this home.
You never were
The Holy One.
And never will there be,
a place for you in me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Saddened anger fills my mind as I read this poem. Intense emotion capturing my senses. Good poem. Thank you for sharing.