In the beginning was the word then it became absurd.
Love became hate and shut Heaven’s gate.
Lies were chosen, love was frozen.
War and misery putting first me.
Bitter fruit we eat, when may friends meet?
Triviality came first, the best lost to the worst.
Are we cursed?
Once more the word will be when truth is set free.
Free us all from Hell, this prison cell.
The jailer is me, I was blind, now I see.
Turn the key.
Set us free.
So the best can be.
Say the word.
Love is heard.
8th July, 2017