A goon and a killer?
Agreed!
A sinner of any stand?
Agreed!
An ungrateful…?
By God deem me not one!
Myself a brute lot
I laid the butcher’s block
For dozens,
Made people walk… run
On blistered feet
And sinned.
But that sums up
Only the past.
A past I regret
From the core of heart;
My gratitude to God
For the tint of humanity
Left with me-
I am back to the track
Of a man.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a huge transformation.....so simply said..................