Prayer In Message

There were no regrets― 
from the life to lose the game. 
Tell me, how can I forget 
you, when flesh was melting 
from the bones? 

The poetics. This was not 
the world, I had dreamed. 
Sinkhole. You are swallowed alive. 
The script was changing. 
War allows to drop the morality. 

Eye shamed. For your sake. 
O God, I had loved your creation. 
Why it had become dirty? 
This was no more my property. 
Take away the loaned apples. 

It is the split, 
the divide. I am walking 
barefoot to feel the bygone dead 
sacrifices.