When we go, there God will heal us...

What is bad and evil
as we have learned,
if not a Teacher,
friends and parents?

Probably late,
candle set?
Who have we helped?
who so offended?

Once everything was,
all life is a race!
Somewhere fled,
after orders?..

The candle was burning down.
and tear where thin.
Where do we go?
Only God knows that!

Hope? Yes, okay!
Just don't get trapped...
The face of heaven and hell,
laugh, cry?

The child of an alien
we are rushing towards...
When we go,
there God will heal us...-
Gregory Burtaev. Los Angeles. August 14.2015.1153
© Copyright: Grigory Burtaev, 2015
The certificate of publication No. 115081409217
http://www.stihi.ru/2015/08/14/9217


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