Absurd redemption of humanity -
how can I write
or mouth a ritual creed
which brings to life
your crass stupidity.
This problemed world provides
no sanctuary. The Word
screams out for light; a sacrifice
of dreams and power -
a hapless Saviour snared
by well-intentioned tomes.
Bookloads of words
can never penetrate
reality -
the God-shaped question
yearns
for my reply. No theory
supplies the key
to one who shuns
inherited divinity.
No core of righteousness
resides within -
the journey outwards
is where truth begins.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem