Is your body a temple?
Or is it a primitive tool?
No difference if it is effective
And if it does them only good.
And you can so easily choose if
You just want to be or to have,
To be a craftsman or a loser,
To flit or to struggle in life.
The ways and the paths are dilemma.
The question is open and cursed:
Are you just a tool or a temple
Of your own soul and of God?
12/01/2019 (translation)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem