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THE POEM ABOUT THE FORGIVENESS, UNEDITED

THE POEM ABOUT THE FORGIVENESS, UNEDITED

To feel blue
what is it ?
a faded fire
in the eyes
a numb hands on my chest
as I lay dying, among the graves

Being angry
what was that?
a wide open mouth spitting
hundreds of poisonous flowers
sometimes most beautiful word
is spoken on the wrong side of the world

Forgive the bastards
forgive them for…
“So you became a Christian?”
“No, I am not a Christian, I am a man”

Being dead, what is it, after all this?
there is no death except one
that hour is yet to create
however, time and space do not exist.

Being a hungry? What is it ?
a knife in the stomach, made up of
a thousand hungry thunders
feast!
bonfires and stars!
purges you through holy fire!
what a feeling!

Bloody ravine everywhere, now and to come! Ego te absolvo!
Bastards everywhere: I absolve you all!
Malvado, screams, bloody ravine, villain
Vo vjeki vjekov! Ego te absolvo!
Schwein, Schwein, everywhere, now and to come:I absolve you all!
Amen! Amen! Amen!

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