And He
And He created us,
Humans with two heads,
Four arms,
Four legs
And He saw us,
Playing,
Caressing,
Making love,
Give Birth,
And died
And yet He
Was not happy
He decided to tear
Us apart
And He putted the one
In the North
And the other
In the South
And He believed
That they never would
Find each other
Again
And He forget
One thing
How far away your
Soul mate is
There is always
The invisible
Bound of ties
And He can
Be angry
But they’ll always
Find the other half
In each
Circle of life
And He can do
Whatever he wants to do
But they’ll always
Play,
Care,
Give Love,
Give Birth,
And die after
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poem by Pascale Ost
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