Enveloped with the thickest cloth of nature
spice like the chameleon
tho' brave and mind set
but awkward in the state of being
Built with the master chalk of nature
spice like the ant
tho' small and thin it seems at look
but aimed the biggest in the market of desire
Engulfed with the master flesh of nature
spice like the farfella
tho' exquisite and comely
but summary and delicate
Anthropos they are called,
the Tera on the teras
trust them not thy heart
for they will make it char like hell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God loves us with the truth.