Poezja

It was your weapon.
Nobody else would have given in.
Sucked in by the eternal faith.

Undying love
makes me dumbfounded.
Can you make this world a better
place to live?

What you had done to
my religion? Love does not
begets love now.

You know― what I
do not. Even the barbed
fence will allow the lies.

A gift of rape.
Why life has so many colors?
I will ask the sea.