An angle of death sweeps over the land,
taking the breath of woman and man,
droping black tears, wondering
why this is what she must do
looking to the heavens above,
and the hell below,
she wonders where will i go when i'm through
An angle of death wonders wonders will i ever be
through, through taking the lives of people like i once was.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem