sorrow

Do I believe in God?
No.
but I know Him
He is my father
and I am His son
among all other sons and daughters
walking this dirt of time
to meet Him
whenever the End sings
a song with my name as theme
to wake all demons
Demons He saved me from
while traveling hours and days
here
it would be such a waste
to catch just a feather that fell off
the bird of immortality
and only belong
with all the other dead poets
whose words can not be translated into anything else
but sorrow of the ages