Look in the mirror
See the truth that lies there.
However, gripping fear
Also resides without care.
The day is dark
The sun has died.
Death has made it's mark
Life can cheat and lie.
Stick with the pure
And you have recieved.
The truth; the only cure
and your life a burdened deed.
By Chantelle Clark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem