Everyone would have abandoned you, <br />but an executed Angel in your heart, <br />who sent out the resurrection of her brain <br />to the slaughtering field of the Trumpeters, <br />and the duel-declaration of two eyes, <br />with the edge of your breathing <br />which challenged the world of your ears. <br /> <br />Oh, philosophical nightmares of mine! <br />My lips lack the ability to move. <br /> <br />I wish for setting myself ablaze, <br />as do the meteors entering the atmosphere. <br /> <br />O' religions of the world, <br />enunciate the decree of my excommunication <br />and allow the shepherds breathe with ease.<br /><br />Seyed Morteza Hamidzadeh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/excommunication/
