Of all the wicked angels that I do love
You superciliously rise above
you do not shine more then the afternoon sun
or a moon lit by the darkness of night
instead your soul and very being of liking fun
Illuminates a land a thousands times greater then gods might
While you may trick and plot, you do not fool me
For I can view behind the shield
That hides the true soul hidden from disease
But fear not, the world has not finished its build
And you can change it to how you please
Just find the courage beyond forgotten trees
Do not rebel against the world
For that is who you are destined to be
But instead long to make it a place
That you wish to see
Do not feel the need to make haste
With your goals and dreams
But live each day to the very best of your means
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem