BELIEVE

Could discover, ignorant human
The presence of God in their lives,
Perhaps there was no abandonment,
Neither the multitude vague lost
Stupid animal, without direction or nose,
Looking at yourself and your read,
Already not you see even if clear
Feeding the pain, cut and hurt
Killing the similar unknowingly
That in him there is the God, the Creator.
Maybe he may conceive
That having in their hands, the story itself,
Took forgiveness, their praise,
Had the salvation, in the immense glory...

LOURES