The newly armed Prophet,
his heart beating strong
An old disarmed Sage,
living futile and long
If words could bring victory,
the benign would then reign
But vows must be forged
with steel edges of pain
Intentions when noble,
bearing witness to fact
That for change to bring truth
—must the wise man attack
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October,2020)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is one of my favorites you've written. So well-written and meaningful.