One balcony
And one
Moon
Burning
Cold
In a grief
Radiating its Untouchability
Within
All
Directions
Still
Watching its glory
Through the mosquito net
Of one chess board
Gives birth
To one Christian
Fighting
For the Cross
Almighty
Whispering
In awe
Of superstition
What does it really say about the believers?
Yes, they see the real world
Through the sieve
🖤
Eye of the Darkness 
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