If Heaven is a stage,
Someone has decorated
it’s doors and windows
with flowers and olive leaves;
men and women becomes
God and goddess;
Once again merely to command each other;
And to commit their sacred sins
they have their own rules; regulations
and one God in that
Time play dual roles.
If Hell is a stage, men and women
Are Devil and ******
Once again
Merely to command each other
to carry their firewalls
they have their own Tasks; Targets
and one Devil in that time plays dual roles.
By Williamsji Maveli
Email:[email protected]
Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 11:09 AM UTC
If Heaven is a stage,
Someone has decorated
it’s doors and windows
with flowers and olive leaves;
men and women becomes
God and goddess;
Once again merely to command each other;
And to commit their sacred sins
they have their own rules; regulations
and one God in that
Time play dual roles.
If Hell is a stage, men and women
Are Devil and ******
Once again
Merely to command each other
to carry their firewalls
they have their own Tasks; Targets
and one Devil in that time plays dual roles.
By Williamsji Maveli
Email:[email protected]
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