Revengeful mind
that in heaven dwells
you gave us hope
that like ice it melts
The love you taught us
has never bloomed
a miserable seed
and a harvest doomed
You gave colors
to our blind eyes
wings to birds
too weak to fly
You granted us eternity
a meaningless lie
only a cheap joke
as the moments die
Shepherd God of revenge
I'll no more follow you
first I was a sheep
I've turned into a wolf
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I would like to translate this poem
we are examiners and observers, expanding our knowledge by being skeptical, questioning to be able to transcend the limits of our previous experience...i understand the frustration