THE HUMAN TORCH...
The SOUL proclaims...
It burns alive...
The flickering flame!
Nor RACE nor CREED
Deflects that LIGHT...
Nor POWER nor GREED
Subdues the RIGHT!
Hold it HIGH...
Lo, CLIME each rung...
GOD'S CREATION
ASCENDS the THRONE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem