I am hanging on the cross
Of my own Golgotha
And I am tempted to deaden
The pain again.
To meditate,
To get out,
To fly
In space so far away,
To finally forget.
Yes,
I can wake up the God in me
And attenuate the Man.
I can,
But not today.
Today I will be sad
And thinking on the conflict
Of my dual nature
And cruelness
I show once in a while.
Does the Truth excuse me?

I feel fallen today
And I deserve the cross ….