May 24, 2016
Salvation – it is a but an empty word for many.
And who ever thinks that one might need any?
Drawing from life, from blood, from love, she promised you to lay down her treasure for you,
For she said she loved you more than life,
And then, when time came, she continued living, she did her breathing,
She cheated on you, broke her promise, who know from what sheathing;
What a futile existence it is,
For Should she face God, God will ask why she ever to you broke her promise, Salvation?
If only in afterlife it can be, For salvation is in this life not for me .