<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479884" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Whispers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My bones speak to me<br>In the middle of the night<br>When the whisper of nothingness surrounds me.<br>They say, <br>'All is an illusion.'<br>We<br>Who have formed from particles born a millinea before you<br>Know.<br>We <br>Who have been part of the universe <br>Have carried this knowledge with us and it speaks to you<br>It does not matter if you worship idols or<br>A god you can not see<br>God<br>Is a man made creation<br>Whether formed from clay<br>Or<br>Of the imagination.<br>He is a machine made to serve man's purpose<br>Where woman is trampled underfoot<br>Like<br>Day old garbage<br>Lying in the street.<br>The Creator<br>Never intended for his voice to get lost<br>But<br>How can you hear the whisper of truth<br>When<br>Surrounded by blaring traffic and noise.<br>The Creator<br>Put the voice inside every creation<br>The voice that laughs at man made religion<br>And knows<br>Religion is a figment of the imagination.<br>A man made monster<br>Always needing more blood<br>More sacrifice.<br>How have we really changed<br>From our Aztec, Egyption, Greek<br>ancestry? <br>Where <br>Sacrifices of blood were offered <br>To appease the thirst of angry gods? <br>The Creator<br>Does not need your man made God or religion.<br>Sit still and listen<br>To the voice whispering the truth inside you.<br>Softer that silence<br>Darker than mahagony<br>Shinier than the stars in the sky.<br>Stark and naked it stands<br>Obvious <br>To our<br>Oblivious eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabia+Minhas">Rabia Minhas</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479884" data-title="Whispers de Rabia Minhas" data-description="My bones speak to me In the middle of the night When the whisper of nothingness surrounds me. They say, 'All is an illusion.' We Who have formed from particles born a millinea before you Know. We Who have been part of the universe Have carried ..."></div> </div> </div>

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