Pontificate stealthy and ''wise? ''
the words glossed with sweet style.
Stand in the light of a dark-world's
candle, alight at both ends.
Smile at they complicit as they confer
a dark-world's praise and know -
and ''you know! ''- something's wrong.
''So what'' you say, and I say too. Yet,
religiose proclamations are not all vagary -
something strong incites their frame.
The Irony: you are warned - do not do
what the sacred forbids, yet, no one can!
Alas, suffer subsequent realities
for what deities do,
not we - victoms of circumstance:
Destiny's egregious sin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I must say today i became a fan. Your poems are heart felt and deep and takes it's readers on a journey that spans many levels. I rated this piece of art a 10, any rating below that would be a disgrace to your expert ability to trandscend the limitations of written expression.