Don’t be atheist!
God is alive somewhere
Somewhere in places we don’t know,
That is a mystery meant for somebody.
God is just like you and me,
He’s kinky-haired and dark of skin.
But the spirit of the sinister;
The teacher in the Dark Age,
Says God is like the garden man,
Says Jesus died and rose again
And rose to live forever.
All those are lies from sin itself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem