Thank You My God Poem by Haris Krupalija

Once I heard that destend call,
Like a king whos army will fall,
In the darkest dream of mine,
You've calling back inside.

Within the words beyond the grace,
Fulfill my heart with eternal peace,
Stop being as cold as grave,
Stop making funreal of my rage.

While I'm saying what I think aloud,
Stand beside me and hold my hand,
Disgrace the name of the one I call,
Beyond your words, beyond my fall.

As Immortal one lights the sky,
And all that seemed so far is close now,
We rise our hands towards the sky,
Time to say a pray,
Thank you my God.