And there they stood...
Brilliant of speech and sunlight.
Souls pure and cleansed of spirit.
Standing on the side of the right and just.
Grouped and cast upon with evil eyes...
And demonic grins.
They were smeared and jeered
By those who did not understand their strength.
And surrounding them all was the Prince of Light.
Only those who knew Him and His 'glow'
Did not suffer pain or perish!
Their faith was too powerful to extinguish!
They lived eternally...
And knew it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
too powerful... makes you want to repent and cry for all your sins... all i need is a big sin to have a good cry about but it was moving for the spirit. thank you...k