Who would ever come to think,
Truth is in a fight for its survival.
And being attacked.
By a beefed up deception on steroids.
As if this has been mentally inflicted.
With it restricted to a religious belief,
That truth to defeat...
Is better prioritized.
Than praying to have a halo and wings.
And a greater afterlife to live it in heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem