There’s no one there
To think or care
No one to stand or point nor stare
There’s just one person you must face
Before your leave a world of disgrace
His name is God he judges you
He’ll judge me when I decide I must leave
When it comes to judgement day for the dead
And choices for the living
I wonder when I shall be taken
I wonder why God keeps me living
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem