STREETS FILLED WITH REBELLION
HEARTS OF MEN CORRUPTED WITH LUST N FILTH
NEVERTHE LESS I WAS ALL ALONE
STILL LIVIN IN THE SECOND WORLD OF MYTH
THINGS NEVER CHANGED LESS TIME CONSUMIN
SOULS, PROTECTED BY FAITHFULL PILLARS
THEY STAND PROUD SAYIN I M YOUR KING
AS I GAZED IT GREW TALLER
HEARTS BUILT WITH SONGS OF LEGEND
AND GODS OF WEALTH BLESSIN THEM FEW THOUGH
I KNEW THIS WASN'T EDEN GARDEN
NEITHER ANY RED CARPET TO PARADISE DOOR
THEN I COMMITED MY ALL BUT WHY LOVE CRIED
SINCE POETRY OF LOVE CRIES ONLY AT NIGHT.
TAO(20 MARCH 2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's a lovely poem ^-^ 10/10