There is a Saviour who came as man
but was really God
and He loved with His whole heart
taught selfless imparting principles of brotherhood
teaching people to share what they have
telling the absolute truth
and yet at a time
He was misunderstood
even by His disciples
who thought that His kingdom
was for the here and now
and yet somehow
He had enough love
to suffer and die
while being innocent
and sometimes when I look
up into the night sky
I see lights blazing
and know somewhere out there
the Creator still watches me
and every other man
and maybe only He
knows really what love is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem