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Faith

I don’t pray, why?
I do not believe is the reply
I don’t have faith
I can not rely, on
God who does not sway by
Who strengthen outlaws
And sensitize you to suffer on
He who pushes you to the verge
where tears do not roll
He who sees you breaking down and enjoys
He who is glad to see masochism conceived within
He who gives nothing but consolatory words
He who commands to let go
Don’t mourn, Don’t shed out your anger
Don’t hurt the one who hurts on
Is it atheism or discontent I do not know
But I think I should just let go.

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