Category : Poems

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Fire burns into my skin
Waiting for the apocalypse of my soul to begin
I'm walking on sacred water
Seeing men and children of God being slaughter

Why do us of faith perish in pain?
Why do non believers not feel the same pain we sustain?
Why do we as believers fear death ?
Why are non believers unafraid to take their last breath?

We as humans are curious to the unknown
Fearing of what may happen when we turn to bones
We fear our creator the man who loves us
The man who took time without a cuss
Why?

Life is beautiful in her or his own way
We might never understand our purpose
Never truly understand what come swaying after the last astray