Once, I recall
I was pious, religious
Mohammad, Moses and Jesus
Regardless
Now
In sea I can’t swim
In dunes, in mirage I get lost
I boil and freeze in the sun, in the ice
In first, I had faith
For last, in the dark of the night with a light
I kept search
Where am I?
“Damn! Damn!
And damn you! ”
I said, still say to faithful
They act as the thieves
All simple
Preaching
And lying
Misguiding
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