15 february 2021
Prayer In Message
There were no regrets―
from the life to lose the game.
Tell me, how can I forget
you, when flesh was melting
from the bones?
The poetics. This was not
the world, I had dreamed.
Sinkhole. You are swallowed alive.
The script was changing.
War allows to drop the morality.
Eye shamed. For your sake.
O God, I had loved your creation.
Why it had become dirty?
This was no more my property.
Take away the loaned apples.
It is the split,
the divide. I am walking
barefoot to feel the bygone dead
sacrifices.
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