Under Saturn [Reprise]
Do not curse this day my friend
Once again I've come with this
poem of mine;
take it in, like it's a bread
you need to keep you alive,
It's all I have to offer
Treasure it like it's your own lover.
I do not intend to make you smile
Humour is never a part of my line
I wish you see the right part
to life.
Like scholars would say: philosophy
But I would rather say: reality
Let us now face truth for once,
This idea of God and love are one,
But yet still there are among us devils
Who would bring evil to their own
people.
Man have wandered far away
From this this love that I call God;
Do you derive pleasure when you
see a brother fall?
Do you enjoy it when you
see a sister suffering?
If yes, then you are a sadist
And sadist should not count among
the living.
Under Saturn there was a world
devoid of strife and suffering,
Is this also a world of you own
craving
Then let it manifest in your living.
This is a world of ours
We have nothing, no other,
If we come together,
We can make it better.
For Hell and Heaven are but
ideas invented,
Religious hypocrites only wish
To keep themselves contented.
Let us now ponder on this idea;
Our Hell and Heaven are they
really here on earth?
poem by Efe Benjamin
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