Life wont be a facile end,
the day we were all condemned,
was the day that human
took from the forbidden tree.
Whereas we have all fallen to guilt,
now let us fall upon our knees,
and pray for our shame to be built
into a ladder that will lead us
to the gates of heaven; bring us,
and hope for forgiveness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem