Call me Nazeris
I am the master of my destiny
The holder of the key
The teller of stories
The slayer of dragons
The nuns helper
The childrens idol
I am on a mission for good and justice
Sent by the man himself to be myself
To wonder to give to bring justice
To bring peace and love
Here in this body i have the power to unburden the burdened
The power to give the power to heal
The force it runs in my viens
I hear its pulse it is near
I feel it's sense
It scent is in the air
Victory to all who believe in me
When the last man has been touched by the hand of God the world a better place
I am not here to preach the word
I am hear to be, to live in society within its laws.
Myself i the guide, myself i Nazeris the maker if me
Take me to the limits of all there is to do
I the maker will do well at all things i attempt
The feeling is in my viens
It runs free rampant inside me
I am one with the world
I am whole with all living creatures
Prick my skin with the thorn of a white rose and justice will run in the streets
My heart as true as my word
I am a fair man
Living tissue over skeleton blood and bone
All that the great started with
Anyone with the will to win....can
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem