-1-
Look at them...
You will only see deceit in their eyes
Shiver in their hands.
And towards hell
They walked in lines,
Yes..
With their religious clothes on
-2-
They are the curse...
They are the lie...
Their vile acts are too many,
They were born...
But without a heart,
And not for being a spectacle to look at,
They replaced the heart with a sponge
No one would dare to squeeze it.
-3-
They forgot that their end is soon
And their ages are shorter than a second,
They forgot that the person who isn't aware
Of that terminal point...
Will cry at the end.
They have lost our love...
They have lost You, which is worse
Because You don't complain...
You don't speak.
-4-
I know that whatever I write against them,
Between them..
There are still good people,
They lived as reformers on this earth,
Their target was to beat the devil,
Their destination was to help humanity,
Which is desperate to find in them ,
The goodness,
The holiness
And the faith.
Then..
O God..
I wish to become a mole on their cheek,
To be stuck to them,
So my heart can be filled,
With their floral smell.
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