My God is one without soldiers
who smash each other's heads
in His name,
without any hierarchy,
enslaving with dogmas.
My God is one
of the extra-clerical opposition
leaving His image
everywhere for people
without roundabout ways.
He is a God of devotion
and not of expulsion,
of love and not of power.
He is the wide land
and thus without human countenance.
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