Driven into hatred
Echoes of the souls divine
Calls upon us from within
Every way we turn
Pain we conjure
To the end we seek
Individuals to become
One through love
Never did we see
Deception Disgrace
In each others eyes
Show no remorse
Go the distance
Redemption they call
Always looking back
Cold and alone
Everyone seems to be.
(2005)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem