A choice was made upon my bed
A ransom for my soul
A price so high
I could not move
Until the threat had passed
I bargained with the gripping grief
It raged like savage beast
I pleaded for some sweet relief
From relentless heat
But gradually my mind could see
I shackled soul to truth
I knew there was no other path
If life itself would last
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent Robyn, I like your style, minimum words for maximum result, Warmly, Jerry