It is wonderful to have a Knight in my life,
who thinks of me first and then society and
its eternal needs, its infernal demands on the
individual, its unending requests to accept
responsibility for less privileged people
Trying to please some abstract godliness who
requires absolute obeisance to his holiness while
he plans the destruction and full-scale massacre
of Philistines and Infidels – or could that just be
human ideas – could we accept that
The Golden Rule - Thou Shalt Not Kill – applies
to ALL lives, not only to the privileged few who
claim to have heard a disembodied voice telling
them to destroy all those who displease them
under the guise of doing god’s work on earth
A very particular deity, who chooses to reveal
himself only to those who are willing to kill and
maim – it seems this non-physical being has
strange taste in disciples….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem