The sound that never fails
A city that crave for more
A dawn that never breaks
A hunger that never seize
A life that never happens
Cries that never ends
Tears that never come
Worship that ends in pain
Flames that never quit rising
Apocalypse that never stop happening
Death that never stop killing
Grave that never ends his lust for souls
Christ that never stop saving
Cross that never stop pleading
Heaven that never quit calling
Man that never stop sinning
Death that never stop coming
The end that never keep ending
The rest that never gets peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The righteous shall be seed while sinners will be doomed. My God help us. Thanks for sharing. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole