We could changes our ways.
That is, if we wanted to.
But we rest between
Angel and Beast.
We know our flaws,
We see them all around,
But we will never change ourselves.
We rest uneasily between
An angel and a beast.
A nice poem, but I feel that someone of your ability would have wanted to explore the ideas of the angel and the beast some more. Compared to other poems of yours the imagery is usually more vivid. However, I enjoyed the poem nonetheless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is good that you write about useful things in a clear manner. You do not easte the ink in your pen. GW62