• In exile
    He spoke little
    Or rather he chanted,
    Why did I live?
    Why did I breathe?
    Through this destruction,
    At that very question
    Everything became lost in the answer,
    Man asks
    God replies
    Yet man does not understand,
    For the reply dwells in the soul
    Until we die,
    Until the end where every essence of divinity is reviled.