we are weak and ungodly
no man dies for a righteous man
God dies for us
sinners
it is death, like anything else
that reconciles
mortal to immortal
divinity bowing low
to save
the mundane and
earthly
think of love again
how you swallowed your ego
how you surrendered
everything
just to love the undeserving
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem