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Tema: Poezi Për Shoqerinë

We Are Mortal

Born with a pure conscience,
skin and bones ,
blood circulating,
child is, hey man!

Years travel us,
time observes,
weak human traits,
have begun,
to adorn our being.

We are glassy,
body sensitive we have,
enormous wealth,high poverty,
are kneeled, meandered ,
me and you !

I ask you , miserable man ,
weather prince or bedouin
take good deeds,
leave, planted devilish.

You encourage dirty war,
kill children, fresh blood,
will be cursed,
You, the greediest.

Last moment is,
Want the eternal darkness ,
perhaps,
or,
long life miracles,
glimmer of paradise,
You decide!

The last journey,
devils dance
yes, you came,
to the wanted world .
Are we Jewish, Christian, Agnostic,
Or Islam religion,
God is One,
forget not , you the man ...

- poem written by Tyran Prizren Spahiu


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