Let’s take out what’s
personal about the pronoun
I
Remove from our brains
the notion of success since
it’s nothing more than
someone’s egotistic
endeavours.
Need not the
personalised
happiness in individualistic
projects and self-assertion
The cross bleeds with
guilt and the Truth
shall not make us free
’cause there’s no more than
the heavy Book that
has never been opened
and lies carelessly on
the shelf.
People escape from churches
as if they’ve seen the
devil himself leading
mass.
If it’s not all of us
it’s no one.
There is no such thing
as
the elite of those who are saved.
Is there anything to save?
Emma Duque 