None can crucify me,
None can nail me,
Can anybody kill the spirit?
None can stone me to death,
None can hang me on gallows,
Can anybody kill the spirit?
None can poison me to death,
None can saw me into parts,
Can anybody kill the spirit?
I am the poet,
The spirit speaks in me,
Because I speak the truth,
I must write:
What comforts me,
And what hurts
me,
I must thank and praise every soul,
That preach love, peace,
Mutual co existence and brotherhood,
No matter how you treat me,
I am the poet,
Carrying all the weight of pain and cruelty...
...in my heart
Mykoul
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