Muslimania

[Vresište]

Depth of the wound

A trail for the hounds,

Acknowledge my crime,

Sympathy transgresses my pride.

 

A Gift, a Forgiveness,

For the sad example of mankind,

I cast my eyes down…at the shame of this loss

 

Belief in all men

In his imperfection

Disqualifying attentive ears

 

Express your disregard, discontent

 

Decide what makes you perfect

Become one with all

The purpose of the gathering

A mass of flesh

Contorts in time

For them who would gain

In desperation we strive for the path left astray.

 

Deny your own denial

Of what your life fell short

Eager to ascribe to what`s outside these walls

And on the horizon

A new wave comes

Beckoning to be held within gluttony…

 

 

P.M.B.

D.S.feat.T.o.t.A.