One Day Poem by Sorin Popescu

Looking to the sky, looking to god.
Asking him why, searching for just a nod.
Watching the show, this world is hell bound.
Yet god, nowhere to be found.

Let it go, roll the dice.
The choice was made, time to pay the price.
Let the poison boil, unleash the beast.
When the time is right, it will devour the priest.

Every moment, turns to black.
Sadly, there is no going back.
Lost in time, without rhyme.
The high, seems sublime.

There is no point, only a world, sinking in greed.
There is no purpose, realise, and you will be freed.
For locks and guns, there is no need.
Just stop for a moment, and plant the seed.

Walking slowy, walking the narrow path.
Now it is yellow, what used to be a blood bath.
Step by step, day by day.
Maybe there will come a time, when it will be ok.