It is too late to reverse,
A dispersing adversity.
It's too late to apologize,
For those conscious mistakes made.
Those opportunities to do this were given.
Now from the heavens,
Spiritual warriors descend.
And nothing on Earth can defend against them.
It is too late to reverse,
A dispersing adversity.
Or come to perceive...
The Almighty is nothing more,
Than a myth to be deceived.
You will know it's too late...
When the look of awe and shock is felt,
Upon your stunned and too late face!
Coming soon from outer space near you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem