They Say

poem about believes

Poem

 

Life is beautiful, they say,
and when it’s tough, pray
to the Gods of love that know
no mercy nor any good at all.

There’s always hope, they say,
just know when and how to pray
to institution full of dust
and people who you’d never trust.

You will be saved, they say,
no matter what you do, just pray,
and all your sins will disappear
as long as you know how to fear…

I am confused,
I don’t know what to do.
What is true?

 

more by GEORGI DIMITROV-KARLOVSKI

photograph by Greg Rakozy

 

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  • Jheygow Meshiek

    I think you knew it better.
    I mean your careful answer.
    For you seems not to be in confusion
    In that you gotten a clear definition.
    For the sake. You did nicely bake.
    You weren’t suppose to asked, what is true’. Behold! you gotten the clue.

    • Milen

      Awesome!