the 304
walks straight
to the door
gets stoned
physically
and mentally
people say hoe
but i say stop
give some notice
it is a human
love to death
reborn thy light
and see beyond
the mere horizon
this understanding
is everlasting
god gives peace
when you make war
judging about sins
no lesson thaught
rerun of a old testament
rewrote the new testament
just listen quietly
the whispering wind
no offence taken
being filled with joy
shining as the sun
just let it be please
give to these flowers
do not judge to much
who is the wicked one
and who is clean of sin
just improve yourself
and god will do the rest
Reacties op dit gedicht
| David de Vreer: | Dinsdag, april 17, 2012 13:10 |
| 304 is straattaal voor hoer. Het is een aanklacht tegen zogenaamde gelovigen. | |
| Stanislaus Jaworski: | Dinsdag, april 17, 2012 13:08 |
| tiens, tiens ieder zijn best en god de rest | |
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 april 2012 | ||
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