Mysteries have been solved
Let us forget about sins and remorse
Let us just enjoy the petty happy-days of our minute-long life
We can surely get on without care and kindness somehow.
Nothing to worry, we’re doing just fine
Everything has become accessible to everyone
We all now look bright and brilliant
With growing confusion hidden behind our confidence.
God, be proud of us
We have crowned your masterwork
Fulfilled the Father’s dream,
Who needs the Creator when we have become one ourselves
Bow and kneel before our glory
Feel honoured by taking part
In this glamorous re-creation of the World.
Why don’t you look away, Master?
Your piercing look makes me feel guilty
God couldn’t do this to me,
Perhaps only the dearest face can render calm and gentleness
I am so much in need in my days of emptiness.
If only You could give me back some faith I lost long ago!
You painted so much humanity
Giving me pleasure in adoration,
You know I often can’t find the right words
Slipping out of my memory or they have never been there
Inherited inability to express feelings and thoughts.
Could there be some other form of communication?
Your eyes blink Yes.
I want to believe that your message can be deciphered
Despite decay and demise all around me,
Yes, it must be vision, our oldest language.
How great to discover something
Thought to be almost lost.
Seeing as hi-tech takes over
Simplicity and purity become dull
Dear wise Man in red turban,
I am not too sure You could depict our complexion anymore.
Man in the red turban, are you still on guard?
My dear Master, how long still will You be watching on us?

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