God doesn't punish us. We are all suicidal.
God is not mean. He loves and He forgives.
But we are filthy. We think He's a rival.
We are His naughty and ungrateful kids.
We are too blind and proud to see omens.
And stupidly we kick against the pricks.
We never see what's under our noses
But will remember God when come to grief.
1.05.2019 (tr.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem