Liza Sud

Behind The Glass - Poem by Liza Sud

Pope of Roma is always behind the glass.
Through the glass he plays with a cat,
Through the glass to this worldhe applies.
always breathes he - behind the glass.

He can not penetrate back.
He was taken one day, raisen up,
and the world - garden under the glass
and he rarely looks through the scars.

Do not knock to him for a long time.
You can't hear through the glass: oh yah! ,
through the glass you can not touch a cat once.
you cannot through the glassspark the wires.

Life is not so bad behind glass.
certainly there you lack a cat.
but that sense of life is to see Christ,
And Christ is - the creator of the glass.

Topic(s) of this poem: religion

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 7, 2015

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