A Monument Of God


Reminder for the mortals

I went to the mosque

A monument of Allah

I am not religious

But I felt like in a pot

Between lies of humans

And enlighten from above

I have a favorite church’s ikon

It’s like that monument

The spirit watches over

Men and women, continuously

The darkest hours of humanity

And still, he forgives

But I am only human,

I can speak and then cry

Before the worst kinds of altars

That always kills the mortality

That worship the inveracity

I met it in every religiosity

I sat in the mosque

A monument of Allah

My tears keep falling

It doesn’t matter whichever God

I am saying I should believe in

Delusional, like I am a crash.

Revised Poetry


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