and He regretted
having made him
for in his hearth
there is nothing but
evil and arrogance
except for Noah and
so the Ark
was made, and be
glad you're one
of them still here
writing your poem
and be sad
you have forgotten
the gospel
and you have set
aside the
psalms
are they not poems
too?
come to think of it
how much time
has been wasted
in your
doggerel?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem