Sunday, 6 May 2012

30th October 2009

God wears a mask
Not recognizable any more;
Until six months ago
He was my God and benefactor,
Guardian angel and protector,
For fifty-one years of my life;
Now He wears war paint
And counts me among His enemies;
Even my cats are not spared
From His fearsome arrows,
Dropping like flies

Like victims of a holocaust
Or that of a private vendetta.

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