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The whole story (Free verse) by kawakurdi
The whole story It was a heated discussion: Does God exist or not? We were all self-proclaimed philosophers talking in abstracts that made no sense. And there was this ordinary woman friend Never interested in theology or sophistry Having listened passively for some time without participation. Suddenly said in a calm voice: “What are you talking about? Each one of us is our own God and our own prophet”. She didn’t say any more. The band continued the abstract argument As if nothing were articulated. But there was an inspired dream in my heart. “Yes, sweetheart We are all our own Gods And our own prophets We can convey the message of love or hate. We can give each other A piece of paradise Or an experience of hell On this earth and beyond there is none” This is the whole story No more, no less.

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