Yet I was a child
But I was more above the benevolence...
The benevolence of god.
Yet I was a child
But I was more above the love...
The love of god.
Yet I was a child
But I was willing to lay my life as a sacrifice for the people...
For the people to god.
Yet I was a child
And it made no sense to me that the race of humans should suffer...
To suffer with endless despair.
Yet I was a child
But it was clear to me that the race of humans was suffering...
Suffering from the acts of god.
Yet I am small
But I could be your god eternally...
The god that really saves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem