Profound Poem by Hasan Haskovic

Oh God,
I think I have seen past fiction
Felt the cruelty of reality
And now, more than ever
All I see is contradiction

See, there is no real truth
Just sudden, cold providence
Throwing the facts in your face
The last pieces of evidence
The last true trace
Of human origin
Of human evil

Chambers of the human heart
Made to separate the evil of sentience
But no could ever part
Chains that bind lies and ignorance
No one

Oh Savior,
I might have found the light
Held the bloom of life
But then, I understood
All the misery and truth
Came into place of strife

Seek remedy in the darkest places
Seek truth in long forgotten faces
And you'll find the answer
In the smallest of traces

See, there is no real cure
Just a change of heart
Embiggening the hole in your mind
A gap that was there from the mere start
The pit of despair
Dug with bare hands

Oh God, oh Savior
I have gone mad
Mad in my attempt
To see, to understand

This world
Cruel, bitter and bland