When the pain of body or soul
torments me so.
i admit iv'e turned to prayer.
As hard as i know, on my knees i fell,
and asked a forgiving God for forgiveness.
As hard as i pray, the torment goes not away.
People die, i feel the pain and broken hearts
stay that way!
Faith. like grains of sand, is slowly swept away.
If prayer isn't the answer, what is?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem