"Please wait, " the devil pleads to the messenger of death,
As he reaches the last station of life,
Beyond which the horrible and ruthless trap of death exists,
He is afraid today to face the inevitable fate.
The treacherous villain recalls his heinous deeds of the past,
When he relentlessly killed the innocent people and grabbed their valuable possessions,
That was his glorious time,
The crude devil could not imagine then that
He too would have to face more dreadful and fearful time.
But this is the natural feeling of the wicked soul,
In time of his fierce strength and pride,
He does not see the malicious effect of his sin,
Ultimately the sinner can never escape,
He suffers the worst punishment;
The final bell rings,
His time is over,
The devil trembles in fear,
He has to accept his tragic destiny,
As he deserves this;
The messenger is ready,
He closes the devil's face with the dark veil
And throws him mercilessly in the abysmal inferno of death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem