Like the hub of a wheel
reality turns
Each spoke a religion
a doctrine that churns
Christians and Buddhists
spread out to the rim
Jews and then Muslims
attached deep within
The wheel turns in circles
as spokes never touch
Each message turns blindly
to act as a crutch
Until craters dismantle
….the wheel breaking free
To sink in exclusion
all truth to be seen
Spokes pile and mix
lying dead on the ground
The devil left crying
—salvation unbound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2018)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The devil left crying —salvation unbound The devil is happy that man has relieved him for rest. A great poem.