No lightning will hit
No hell fire will consume
Profound relief floods me
Why suffer?
Aren’t we humans?
Sometimes happy, sometimes bitter
We live and we die
No one is included
I have no thought of accommodating
The life in the future
Would it be a relief? Thinking
We will meet again
Until someone proves me
It’s scientifically incorrect
I will not waste my energy by hoping
It’ll make my sorrow, even sadder
I was relieved to be referred back to Lewisham Hospital
After a certain nasty procedure
Doctor: Religion
“There’s no God” I said aloud

Nowadays the play of Broadway has changed.
It’s playing Sold-Out.

Israeli-Arab conflict!
You can order for breakfast, lunch and dinner
It’s Free
The horrific pictures and videos of dead children in Gaza
They
Don’t even have any rights in Uncle Sam’s Law.

17.07.2014