I have never been to prayers
Nor will I ever will
And when I am returned to the earth
My ashes will rise and roam free
I have never bowed
Never shivered
In front of gods or kings
And whatever the perils or pains
I have faith in me only
Those who say
I have sinned
To them I say
Let your gods be your king
Let priests and follies
Decide for you
What is right?
And what to do
I will be human
Mere mortals alone
And gods or priests
Will judge me not
In my castle of free will
I will not cry or clinch
To fake gods
No more
No heavens wait for me
Nor do hell
I am whatever I am
Human in free will
No more
Bonds will bind me
No more
Chains will shackle
For godless you might call me
But free as the wind
Will my soul roam free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Free from chained religions! Free from hilarious gods! Free tone is tuning in mind alone free as the wind is good if no havoc! /// well written