Give Birth
Give Command
Give Strength
To the power of creation
Strength it succeeds
Beauty it transcends
Seen through the eyes
Beholder
Dirty
Nasty
Squalor
This is a poem with very religious connotations, about the destruction of creation as it is destroyed through us, who it was created for
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is too short for the meaning to show. The clever way you have written some of your other works, would be best used here also. Hugs Jan