They hear him calling
He who believes they are under his spell
Their eyes tell a different story
A mask worn by the sands of time
Yet built to last a lifetime
One peers within the depths of their tortured souls
Witnessing the unfolding horror that is woman
The unmasked beauty that is woman
Were he to venture into their depths
As all the others seem to
He might then see that he is powerless
Against a force greater than any on this earth
Were he but to peer into those depths
He might then witness the power that is woman
And the frailty that is man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well done! I must agree with the content whole heartedly! (and the writing of course) 10/10 for you! -Atty