Here stands a man, a normal church going guy.
Here stands a woman, who caught the man's eyes with such grace.
Here stands a man, who undoubtedly had a plan.
This woman with such grace, came to this normal church going man.
He smiled, drawing in such grace.
This man said, 'such beauty of yours should be a sin.'
This made the woman with such grace smile.
Here stands a man, plagued with a sickness unforeseen by such grace.
Here stands a man, who showed his horns of sin.
This woman of grace, now laying questioning why?
Here stands a man, who seemed so nice.
Here stands a man, who forced hate on such grace.
The man stood with guilt, but his sickness was to great.
Now this man stands, with sin stained on his hands.
This woman of grace only sin, was beauty.
Here stands a man, who took the will to live from an angel of grace.
Hey Gary i am lost for words.Brilliant does not seem a big enough word for this I love love love it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well written story but also a sad one.