Lizzie (A Comment On Forgive Me My Lord - By Kostas Lagos) Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The increasing distance
between me and my God
has blurred His image,
that was already dim.
I love to believe in Him
and in a life after this life,
but when I think if there was a life
before this life,
I look at my hysterical wife.
I wish there may not be
another butcher
to cut my throat once again
with a rusted knife!
Forgetting all the nonsense debates
I shut the door of my brain
and I open the windows of my heart
to think who was my wife,
in my previous life.
Then starts a parade of beautiful queens in bikinis,
From Lizzie of Shakespeare's time
to the Lizzie of my time,
you can imagine my difficulty to select a Lizzie.
But once it was done
I started praying
My Lord! If you can send me to my future
why can't you send me in the past?
I don't think a few centuries you cannot rewind!

(Wrote this poem in a funny mood.)