And fire for fire
I requited, 
Rough for rough
I tendered on
and on.
Face for face 
I clouded
there-on, 
Hot for hot
I resolved to
pose on.
Muscle for muscle
I lingered to fire-on, 
And to the
hopeless demons
of the earth, 
I earthquaked and
earthquaked.
Even and even, 
With the blasting
thunder of the
Holyspirit.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Good poem. Short and sweet..