To be agnostic is as dumb as failing to realize that you have been a fool of the lowest class
For God would consider it a sin
There is n o reason why you must fail to recognize this natural religious entanglement of the human mass
2 of the 7 questions of religion would be, where have you been?
Were you there 700 years ago, before someone turned you into this mankind being,
When the lesson on religion was imparted into all that God with his own two hands created and set under the sun?
You could worship a God of your choice, be it Jehovah, Buddha or Pan
It doesn’t matter which religion you choose but to which God you turn
You will feel it and you will see if you can’t hear it, the presence religion
And if you can’t see it, how you can you not feel anything about religion with which you branch from the same tree?
Here is something you listen to but you can’t hear, the voice of religion
Reprimanding and looking at you with its 7 accusing eyes for attempt to ignore its vital vision
There is a path where that strong mountain stands one for those on a mission to drift away illusion
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem