There is only one an almighty king,
Who never wears fancy rings.
He never rides around the town,
showing off his shiny crown.
The only crown he ever had,
Was one that made us all real sad.
And after he died, he rose from the dead
To once again break the bread.
The special bread that reminds us of him,
And of his love for everyone, and even those who sin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was a beautiful poem, which brought tears to my eyes. I will use it throughout all of my life.