in the christian
way of life, it is not
a question of the
self deciding, either
to live or die,
like the way you decide
not to breathe
and say it is the simplest
way to die,
no, it is not that,
our option is to live
and live this life
fully, not of our own
will, but to the will of
our Creator,
we live, till Death takes
us, we live even if we have
no more reason to,
we live even if life is
miserable, because this is
what the Devil lacks,
to push through with the
misery and be purified with
all those pains
and know how and what
a sacrifice is...
the Devil does not know
how to kneel,
to be hanged on the cross
and call for its Father,
simply because
it has none.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem