Full of empathy, yet enslaved in lust
when sin came with claws of lust
Ragged us in military display lust
Hope fled when sin placed her demands
so fleshy in venom of corrupt deceits
Surrender to the display of flesh
Faith was there imprisoned beneath lust
Hovering within the mansion of our old rugged soul
When this lust shall fail to rise
In the lucidity of these repentant souls
Comes a whisper of hope and comfort
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem