the height of humanity,
gives birth to
desperation and frailty
they convince themselves
spawning evil
is for the better
but, in doing so
humanity gains fetters,
they repeat this endlessly
eventually corrupting touch,
takes over them eternally
through their fiendish smile
and corrupting gaze
its truely plain to see
by spawning evil
in their pursuing good
with redolent perversity
in pursueing truth by breeding lies
they're simply just like me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
matt, your poem has simply put fforth the evil that lies in all of us, n i can't help but agree with what you feel. great work. keep it up. i would like you to go through my meagre work, you might hear an echo of your thoughts