Persecute me,
Insult me.
My hardships are you
You my agonies.
Beat a thorn through my flesh
Let my scarlett blood stream.
An angel of Satan
disguised
as a worshiper of God.
So bear your false witness
against me.
For it is when I am weak-
that I am strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am weak that I am strong. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.