I try and I try, but my mind I can not
find.
Every question unanswered is just left
behind.
However, this I ask you and answer
me in truth:
Who is more human, is it me or is it
you?
I lay alone and tremble from worries
and fear.
My imagination has gone far - yet so
near.
I can't bare the fact that the undone
is not,
so I must accept that unforgivable
plot.
I've been just a pessant for twenty
long years,
sentanced to stagger for what the
puplic most fears.
I've tried to live by their laws
and their rules,
I've paid them my taxes and I've tended
their schools.
Now, looking in awe upon the crusified man
who they say dit not follow our Gods
masterplan.
Still the thing is my children, my women
and men,
the one thing he dit was the people to defend.
Just open your eyes, you will see it
so clear.
Just open your ears and you clearly
will hear.
There ain't much time left - the end,
it is near
but if you follow the peace
there is nothing to fear.
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