I have built a chamber in my heart
where hatred and promiscuity could not survive
I have painted reflections of good deeds
only a noble man could patent
I have robbed my innocent heart of all desire
to cause and hurt in the world
I have been wrapped in the light
Jeopardy stands afar in the shadows
eager to see me trip and point at me
accusing me of masquerading as an agent
The world therefore bespeaks of my relentless will
a humble commitment only to pass on good
a persistent choice to only walk upright
I stay indignant only to the unjust
All day and night wrapped up in the light
My words not always colorful
but to speak hope to dull moments i persist
In the depth of my dedication i find paths
Luring shadows and voices that only call the stray
I find comfort in the little
never new the belly of a glutton ever filled
in gratitude i fair on to journeys across the beam
Always wrapped in this light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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