think that it is a way to keep me have a mind on it and do not leave it half down in future, although rough, it is the first time I try to write a poem in english.
I came from a savage land
Seekth the nation of light
From the hills and oceans afar
Through a night starry but dark
Majestic the Cathedrals are
but the doorways all closed
Always the voice of nature speaks
words I cannt understand
The acient volumes all mingled
into a hopeless pile
Trudged through the lines I went
but the truth still conceal
Into the midist thus I came
of this Vanity Fair
The questioning spir ……
