The God's Delusion
Asmall piece of thrown away paper draws the attention,
Insults fly and make the dry mouth tremble
The weight of words in thoughts are inconsistent and heavy
God is tired and bored with paradise and it is us whom he envies-
Busier actions,swiftly moving time do not see our feelings
We live and we are still living,not knowing the meaningful...
Transient as everything is,we hope to survive and the hope dies;
The personal world is exhausted and the other world,virtual carries the SHE,
God is tired of paradise and it is us whom he envies.
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