I close my eyes not to see
I cover my ears not to hear
but the world invades my life with its boots on the ground
only my soul resists
firmly sunk in God
although hell dictates the conditions around
it fights
to Golgotha heading tirelessly
body exhausted
battered by the pangs of loneliness
huddled bleeds with the dream of eternity
I look to Mother
Help I want to scream but I whisper
Please!
once again I jump as if to fly
the curtains are falling
struck by the monstrosities of the world
I fall under the mockery
with my eyes I am searching for my dearest Mother
she is right beside me
she is with me
she didn’t cry I can’t either
I reach out my hand to you God
drenched in blood
stained with sin
once again I raise my head
with difficulty I get up and on my knees I set out on my journey
Lord your will be done
Mother tenderly wipes my face
Go
Go
I am with you all the time
Arkadiusz Niewolski



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