As Satan Roars. Poem by Sandra Feldman
As Satan Roars.
Poets dream
Of better Worlds,
Somewhere
In space,
So far away!
Thousands
Of years have
Passed,
And we,
Are not much more
Evolved, mentally
Than savagery
Found in the time
When we
Lived in the Caves,
For we have never
Yet, forsaken
Our bloody
Murderous,
Merciless
Ways,
Of wars
Not peace
To satisfy
Our savage days.
A sad fact we just like the leopard can never change its spots.....well penned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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