God forgive a humble worrier for his trespass
My son of a dog, his day will come
That in of its self makes life so thronged.
My Angels are great
As they hear a wise old worriers song
Your time will come I have no doubt.
My sick son of a dog, you will soon find out
The living God knows all, As TRUTH will out...
Mama grizzly bear and silver backed Gorilla awaits,
As the blind white Tiger watches, in wait,
As wise old Owls should say,
OH my! ! !
A Mystical Dragon of the Dove
Trying to see hope in a hedonist maladaptive son
Will he honor his father's wish?
And learn to become,
Renewed back in the fold,
I pray GOD will let this be so...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Howard this is so thought provoking.Truthful expressive