I will sow the seed.
The hungry I now feed.
I will face the wind.
No more have I sinned.
A rebirth does now begin.
New morals will now win.
To seek those sadly lost.
No matter what the cost.
My dark soul forever pure.
Gold has lost its allure.
Redemption fills my heart.
A journey so does start...
The last verse has now been rewritten and flows more evenly. It was too clunky. But this amended version might take some time (days?) to reconfigure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Bernard for your most kind comment.