screaming and screaming..
save my soul.
both hands up
towards the zero
pretainding to be in front of THEE
eyes closed tight
lips keep chanting
along with the tounge
all the verses
till then read
nowhere i was wrong
might be o allmighty
this is a misapprehension
thou created me with
prepossessed soul
known to THEE save all
save my soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thou created me with prepossessed soul known to THEE save all save my soul.. a cry into the world of the Almighty to save you. a fine poem. tony