There’s no God in the church
And there is nothing saint
In crowds of who can’t search
Their free-way gate!
They distort religion,
Perverting Holy Scripture;
Mourning over past,
They are never happy:
Turn future into dust,
Abasing human nature.
They weep for a help,
They beg for “salvation”,
Ask to send to Hell
All the other nations...
And always far and wide
They seek for the God,
Being really blind
To find the God inside!
They look for “the truth”,
They deny their way,
They want to remove,
They want to betray.
There’s no God in prayer,
Said with voice of hate,
And in cursing Devil
There is nothing saint…
(autumn 2002)
No God
© Copyright: Талвир, 2007
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