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Oct 2013
The innocence of the sun in the morning, thick
clouds casting shadows like daylight apparitions,
civilians running away from intermittent drizzles,
religions conflicting in the mire of broken
promises, the fall of mankind in the dusk and
reviving with lucifer at dawn of enlightenment,
these are universal norms, we are overwhelmed
by strange powers from parallel world, and
commuting poverty into lust for money, this evil
life has hit hard, hard enough to cause spiritual
concussion, we are tamed, living life in a web of
hardship, the price of life is on a hike, now
mankind has to embrace spiritual benefits, to set
himself free from the redemptive suffering, chug
the holy wine, forsake alien gods and be worthy
of reverential praise.
Written by
Simon Quperlier
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