Isn't it curious how everyone alive on Earth that final day
bowed or knelt or raised their hands and to their God did pray.
Oh God! They asked."How could you…condemn us to such a fate? "
"You condemned yourselves! " their Gods answered.
"When you turned our love to hate."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely a power-punch. A quick witted divine riposte. Thanks.