midnight in the garden of peace

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without empathy - a delusional and an infatuated creature,
without emotions - a zombie, a cyborg, a robot, a machine.
I regret …
and my heart at long last rises like Christ,
and I can see, that only Mother spins around her axis,
and my soul is finally illuminated by divine grace,
and my Holy Ghost is crying over the hungry African children
- when they ask me "Who are you".
The man and the light
The Light... it gifted the Man its own light,
it was the first gift, that walked Mother Nature,
divine Earth has embraced by its mercy...
creatures on land, in water and air, that searched for their home.
A selfish creature in the Sky was arrogant of his brother,
it wanted to become light brighter than the Light,
out of Sin was born Death - and the gates of Darkness were open,
A man against the Man, and he was no longer... in God's Mercy.
Too much blood was spilled in the history of Inhuman civilization,
let us rise above the wounded, crippled, ill and killed bodies,
let us rise above races, religions, cultures, politics and every nation,
there is only one Man, there is only one Light - human deeds are key.
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