Broken - Halo
He is a priest in the line of Melchizedek of old
not from the throne of kings
who sucked the breast of those who toil
and dying from their ignorance enfold
He is a priest in the line of Aaron
not in the hands of nobles
who burn offerings' of blood and flesh
of those who labored for water and bread
and denied of their just pay
He is a priest in the line of the High Priest
not in the authority of rulers
who chained both hands and feet
of those veiled by the law
and hungered for justice- unblessed
He is a priest in the line of the Prophet
not of those forged messengers
of those who but receive no mercy
and death surely rip them to death
He is a priest in the line of the Apostle
not in the charm of great magicians
who faced the heavens and performed miracles
of those whose faith is simple yet pure
and hell, forge them and fear to fall
He is a priest in the line of the Pope
not from the emperors
who paraded themselves with the white robes
of those souls silenced by their sword
and the agony of the unrest corpse
He is a priest in the line of the Bishop
not the bigot hooked from the councils
who formulated high and complicated thoughts about God
of those who cannot but submit to twisted truth
and confuse yet for heaven sake they hope
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem