The cherubims all appeear
With swords and spears
We were all afraid and despairs
Myriads of them all stare
With flaming eyes they glare
Is this really the end
For all i care
I want to stand there
And of the giant said kill all the wicked generation everywhere
One man i knew appear
Like the morning star so bright and fair
He pleaded mercy for me and you there
Then the darkened sky become clear
Thanks for another chance cos your judgement i cannot bear
I enjoyed this poem very much, it is very deep. Can you tell me what it is about? I do have an idea of what you are expressing, I just wanted to be sure. Keep on writing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very descriptive poem, excellent rhyming.