" I prefer injustice to disorder because desorder would be the source of much greater injustice ! ''
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I don't like this land of burnt rocks and jackals
and these fanatics who hide daggers
behind their smiles of contempt .
They are waiting my decision
to they can confuse me ...
So here's the man !
A poor fool who deserves nothing more than
to be walked naked in the streets of the city and spat on !
But the high priests in the name of a bloodthirsty god
howl for death ! Son of the father at the dog's judgment !
I offer you a king crowned with thornes or a criminal
sentenced to cross !
'' Barabba ! Barraba ! '' Shouts the voice !
What kind of people praise the scoundrel ?
And what a curse it will be on their children ?
This wreck inspires me pity ,but object of disorder
it doesn't belong to me anymore .
''Bring a bowl of water to cool my fingers ! ''
Return to your wife ,prosecutor ,
the eagle has no business to judging the insane
but who knows the twists and turns of history ?
Throw a jester to the crowd and you create a destiny ...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 20th, 2024 02:37
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Comments4
Powerfull words worded powerfully
Thank you soren !
Powerful
Thank you tony !
You're welcome
A character trapped in a historical and religious machine. Excellent writing!
Deus ex machina .
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