I am not writing this poem for you,
But for people who are ready to learn;
Because you still dwell where Satan is,
And i want to find a way to teach you for the better.
The Seventh Day for the sabbath and,
Of your many letter being read at times;
But how are you feeling over there Milvian?
The future is like the evidence of things unseen,
And hope is the answer to your research;
But i am fresh out of space with my imaginations!
And i am not writing this poem for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem