The unforgivables

By Mortez

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The unforgivables
ENACTMENT OF A PRETENSE

God

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By Mortez

Today, I saw god

With his dirty cloths and his skinny corpse

With his perverted smile

Painful over my shoulders

He was asking for a dime.

Today, I saw god

The beggar of our valley.

He plays a fairly expensive chime.

I forgot religion.

I walked toward him

And I was awakened to a knife

Lecturing on my throat.

He took all my money

He raped my body forcing a deceitful rhyme.

Today, I saw god.

He is a burglar

Surviving on the cash

He made out of crime

The welfare rewarded only

To the lucky winners of the time.

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