Bow down to me as you should
And fear me as you would
For I am the bringer of blackness
And the cause of sadness
Though I do not look like death
I am the giver of your last breath
For I am the predator searching for its prey
You can't hide, and you can't run away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Good piece, Joseph. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks