At heart, people are evil. They are killers, thieves, liars, beggars.
They act with no remorse, without thought, without mercy or care.
This is the world.
Can it be saved; possibly forgiven, possibly given hope?
Hope.
So small in the face of terror yet it is our only salvation. A gift from God.
Will it waste like everything else?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem