To think that i ain't a christian yet
That only on being one my focus i've set
That God and i have not met yet
That i haven't lived true to God to date
Is something to think about i love to hate
To think that when arguments arise
I ride along even to my own surprise
That sadly, i even resort to lies
That i don't even consider the price
Is somethign that carries a scary demise
To think that i'm still atracted to death
That which today is hazardous to health
that which has led to the laying of many a wreath
That which caused some to draw their last breath
To think that i shamelessly simulate it
That i aint condemned, no heartbeat
That at one time death met those who did it
That God condemns its fans to the pit
To meet God in this state, makes a fearful thought
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