MESSY LIVES
Poem by Chan Mongol
May 15 of 2022
I am a nature lover or, the real God lover;
For that, my journey is odd and I have to go too far!
To meet God, I go outer the religious border;
I go to pets, cattle and to fields fields of agriculture.
I feel my body in a chicken, in a cow and in a goat;
That's why I am dead against to cut any throat!
The position of my God isn't restricted on a chair;
My God is outside temples, mosques and in every where!
My advocacy is against any false prophecy;
Against rulers who made human lives so messy!
I am against those who by tricks, defeated Pharaohs;
I denounce frauds from my soul, from my house.
We have to go back to the state of nature;
We have to regain the lost divinity in the behavior!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem