You're a sabre of war and peace
The medium to reach
The metaphysical sovereign
You're the disease of many;
As well as their healer
You're the builder of destinies;
As well as a destroyer of them
The people of Chibok are mourning;
Syrians and Iraqis are scampering for safety;
All because of you
John is no longer a thief;
Elizabeth has given up prostitution;
People of Canaan are rejoicing;
All thanks to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Omeje. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks