The man does not keep
The strolling Austerity
can not make the world
of his own kind.
No tarrif walls are raised
Around your treasure
To protect the evil
with the monopoly hymn.
I find you in all the moment
with your merciful Hymn.
Have you ever scolded
The Evil deed
Your paramount is high,
So upon you.
You do never right
You do never wrong
Your mystery of existence
Is unknown to the Mankind.
You are in the violence and chaos
You are in the peaceful delight.
You are the Generator
You are the Operator
You are the Destroyer
So, You are GOD.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have read 5 of this great serial and I shall read the rest very soon.