Appeal to God

 

I am not sure or aware if You, the most powerful and really don t know
who else can hear the cry, a scream appealing to you My Dear. Briefly
to say I just want to ask you.
I am really so tired of this all. Did you let me enter this world just
to suffer, to be an example of all the losers ??? For each person to
be lonely or a looser means its own. Really owe you, due to your tales
I suffer but then I write and perhaps someone will take these lines as
close as its possible, may be.
Many times I tried to come to you or lovely angel your. Those times I
didn t care and now the same, Lord, I have nothing to lose. Probably for
all my life I took everything too close to my heart+Why I tell you this
all if you are supposed to know but+
How can you close your eyes if you are written everywhere to be the
most kind, grand, great but children in all backward countries are still
starving while their GODS even don t want to know, Oahu sorry, you
know everything+.
What about wars or beggars which are trying to get something to eat and
that s why they live just like animals+
May be you decided to divide people into rights and animals ???
Isn t it better to demolish us with your own hand or may be better to
havoc each other with the help of Lady in white . You better then me
know this all but me, I cant take it any more, my heart is bleeding to
live this life. If I were you dear Lord, Ohhhhhhhh yes, I am too small,
a tiny spot in front of you But I care. I don t want to remind you of
my own life when there are so many dead, suffering souls. Only asked
you to let me love and be loved+ you let me love but to be??? Why you
through me collapse my own life??? As you are powerful, you have all
rights? Am I mistaken??? Tell me, tell me through my slumbers or my
life+ Am I deaf or you tell me so loud??? Forgive me but you made me cry,
yes I did and still do many times. My eyes are tired of tears, screams
to you, but it seems to me that you have no ears or eyes+
When fall comes, leaves are saying farewell to the trees, they will
never say it again. They will lay on the ground till the rain or snow and
by the time when their souls will fly out of the buds again they will
be rotten. We are like them, but they cant make a call to you, I mean
suicide, otherwise someone will kill them. The father tree and its
kids leaves give us life but we kill ourselves, mother planet and at the
same time give nothing good, only murdering the trees and entities which
help us to suffer or may be live life in the best way.
Aren t you tired? You cant answer, I forgot that you are absolutely
deaf. You may listen and hear when it touches your own interests. I
may bravely tell you that you are a selfish person, no, not selfish, you
have your pets, you adore them, you let them make chaos, to have what
they wish. I wonder how you differ wrongs from rights ? Probably you
have your own way to choose all to none . With blood and faith in
future you had your animals to build the temples to worship thee+ Stop
it Lord. Aren t you satisfied with the blood of thy Nazarene.
All I have is my broken soul and love to what I got. But soon I ll come
to an end and then on earth will be left one less man who cares. You,
my Dear, have a talent to put ahead people who disturb thee. Lennon, and
others. But I ll say to you Love is as good as soma (Soma moon,
dream, Indian mythology). And let me angels welcome home+
Today, on the way to my school, I enticed beggars sitting on the snow,
yes you made them be so stoned, that they cant even feel the cold snow,
ice, to see faces which are taught to turn away. Stop, Stop, please
Stop it. I love this planet and its so much pain to see, not to look.
These green fields, landscapes+ The rose in fire is our earth. You know,
Dear, Sometimes I compare myself with the cell, which is on fire inside
and trying not to show that to the people around him. But isn t too
cruel to burn inside and collapse this shield outside. Await explosion, my
Dear. If I don t stop, if you don t stop, I cant go on. But stop, what
to stop? By this moment I really don t know.
If I am lonely, it doesn t mean that the entire world is also. People
cant love everything. What does it cost to weep? Have you ever seen a
tear? What a tear can mean? For you nothing. Its like a breeze, like a
drop in the ocean, but for a starving child, it may be a part of
existence. How to make it vanquish??? To sit under a tree and wait when an
apple will fall down for you to take??? Ohm yes it will, it will fall but
when its rotten. Rotten like lives of your pets or beggars. Firsts are
rotten inside, others outside. Hear, please listen how a lonely tear
drop falls, gliding the torchered face skin, leaving a trace and never
returning back. You wont feel that, you never may watch the eyes of the
morning or may be mourning star, these cold and banished by everyone
eyes. This abyss could take us away, but we are swallen by the greed,
pillage wars and I may go on like this Sorrow is my bread and tears I
drink as wine, the mist of the waning moon is my path+

 As the waning sun hath asked
 Its sister moon,
 I give the warmth,
 But people adore thee more,
 The beams of mine
 Are light for them,
 But funny lovers love you more,
 Command you may
 The seas and darkened waters,
 Their waves flow ever skyward+
 Please, tell me why-
 You weep, I laugh
 And still
 As I can feel the pain of others-,
 Answered moon.


01.03.03. D T A