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The slayer retires..

By Ahmet F. IlhanPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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The slayer retires and turns to gardening;

A miser may spend a fortune on her;

The infidel falls on his knees,

Then prays to God,

At the mere sight of her.

A father may neglect his young daughters;

A mother could cease to care;

The curious sun may cut nights shorter,

To get a glimpse of her thick, curly hair.

Her countenance was snow

On virgin lands;

It made criminals in court avow;

I know it's impossible to harvest love,

When hatred is what one sows..

And so I love!..

Her existence is proof of an Artist;

She advocates a God without speaking;

How many apostates she's brought to religion!

Not by her doing,

Nor her words,

But merely by existing..

Through Adam & Eve,

The earth was supposed to be

A punishment,

But she smiles

And God frowns;

His jealousy

Is in the heavens she established,

On these low grounds.

She was worshipped more than God;

Her votaries were more sincere;

Some doubted God;

No one doubted her.

The End.

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Ahmet F. Ilhan

Scribbler of literary stories & hopeless poetry..

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