The God In Me
Today I am sanctuary
Respite
Shelter
An autonomous zone
Where war and its woes
Are unwelcomed
I taste like peace
He is mastered by nothing
Except the scent of honeysuckle
On my skin
We pledge our allegiance
In sacred tongues
Forget the howl of hate
The smoke in the city
Our silent friends
All our dead
All our dead
All
Our
Dead
Would want this
For us
For him
I am a feast
A fountain
Nectar for the God
In me
He lives
Siempre
©Confidence Omenai
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