No Blood, No Stain Poem by Paula Glynn

There's no blood and no stain in this life,
There's no torture or hatred,
Only a heart beating forever with love.

Person follows person, freeing those in pain,
And there is no blood and no pressure to endure,
For love makes the world go around,
The devil in a fiery crash, suffering for himself,
And the devil does not matter to me.

I do not wander any corridor in hell,
I do not entertain nightmares,
Dressed up like a beautiful dream,
I only create paradise, like a fascinating movie scene,
And I trust myself: I know myself,
And I make goals, dreams and ambitions come true,
But not out of malice or greed,
Only out of caring and compassion,
And I talk to people one-to-one,
And I ensure the circle of life,
Like the ever turning sun.

I don't lie or cheat, I do not betray or scheme,
No devil lurking in this soul,
No one I decide for or control,
And it is like a television show:
Written in the stars, like a star burning bright,
And what an awesome, overpowering sight,
Paradise with no bugs or dirty cutlery,
And only the special become me,
Although I love all that exist:
Even those I call evil.

I follow my own religion,
But I wouldn't call myself god:
I am not so egotistic, although I am good at snooker,
But pray to me and I will answer,
To stop the blood and prevent the stain,
To travel the circle of life over and over again.