I have no disposition,
To request a reposition.
Or think that superstitions done,
Protects me from the evil of some.
My fate is of my Father's Will.
A power no one on Earth can fill!
And those who aspire to shallow means...
I leave alone to exploit 'ego' dreams.
I know when I've assisted.
My 'gifts' from God has lifted!
And perhaps I should show,
A humbleness I know...
But many would use that,
And twist it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i enjoyed reading this poem.good one