I cannot speak.
I forgot.
Sometimes only some banalities.
I turn thoughts into words,
words into sentences.
Silence creates truth,
and truth – rejection.
The Word was first,
The Word will be the last.
If God is truth,
then Truth gave birth to the world.
The Word will be the last.
Each of us will hear the truth –
not the lie repeated by the same world,
not the freedom that kills,
not the equality that is false,
not the brotherhood of human lies.
We need only God.
People talk, talk and talk.
They want me to speak.
They want to know who I am.
Silence shaped me,
killed the evil that was.
Now it shapes words,
sentences that show what was, is, and will be.
In silence, I find God.
Arkadiusz Niewolski



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